Authors note: Awww 18 doesn't hate Krillin; shes just a bit grumpy and messed up at the moment hehe. I know she seems really grumpy all the time, but shes just bossy. All she needs is someone to help her to loosen up a bit. Anyway, thanks for your wonderful reviews, I love 'em ^_^. Sorry if this chapter has a few mistakes, I didn't have time to proof read all of it. Hope you enjoy!
Bulma sighed as she clutched the dragon radar protectively; how could I have been so careless, she wondered, kicking herself mentally for letting out the secret of her dragon radar to Vegeta. "Woman. I want to know why you brought it with you. What did you want to wish for," Vegeta nagged Bulma, his smug voice grating on Bulmas nerves.
"That's NONE of your concern," Bulma replied in a huff, glaring at him. Vegeta smirked at her, pulling her closer, so as their faces where only a centimetre apart.
"Whatever you say WOMAN," he said with a smirk, his hot breath tickling Bulmas skin. Oh man Vegeta; you better not try anything, Bulma thought to her self, struggling to free herself from his grip. Vegeta chuckled at Bulmas vain attempts to escape, and eventually decided to let her go. She frowned as she clutched her sore arm where Vegeta had been gripping it, sending an angry glare in his direction. "Now, show me your radar and how it works," Vegeta demanded, crossing his arms over his chest. Bulma reluctantly opened her palm and produced the radar. "See this little dot," Bulma asked Vegeta, pointing at the little screen which had a green grid, to a flashing dot. Vegeta nodded, motioning for Bulma to continue. "Well that's the dragon ball YOU have," Bulma told Vegeta, in turn receiving an impatient growl from him.
"On with it woman. I want to know where the others are", he snapped, in turn causing Bulma to roll her eyes.
"Impatient jerk," she groaned, before pressing a button on the dragon radar. Vegeta watched as the screen seemed to zoom out. Bulma pressed the same button again and again, until more dots could be seen.
"There we go. See those dots there? That's where the other dragon balls are," Bulma stated with a proud grin, as she pointed at the new dots. Me and my great inventions, she thought with pride. Vegeta snatched the dragon radar from her hand, a smirk plastered on his face. "How do we get there," he asked, staring at the radar in realisation that he didn't know what the little dots and the grid on the radar meant.
"Well Vegeta, its very far away," Bulma replied, a smug look passing over her face.
"Blasted woman! Does it look like I care? I can fly," he sneered angrily, grabbing her arm once more.
"Yes, I know Vegeta. But, even if you can fly, it will still take us a day or 2 to get there. Think of the head start Zarbon already has," Bulma stated, crossing her arms defiantly, smiling evilly at Vegeta.
"HOW DO I GET THERE," he yelled, outraged that she had not answered his original question. Bulmas eyes widened, but she soon replaced her nervous look with a glare.
"I'm not TELLING," she hissed, turning away from Vegeta and storming off.
"You're not going anywhere," Vegeta yelled, phasing up behind Bulma and grabbing her. Stupid Saiyan, Bulma thought with a groan, as Vegeta lifted her up into the air. "I'm hungry Vegeta. I haven't had a shower for days. How will I be able to give directions in such a state," Bulma queried him, hiding her smirk behind a straight face.
"You had better learn," Vegeta started, but was cut off by the loud grumbling from his own stomach. Bulma had to bite her tongue, so as she wouldn't laugh, as she stated matter-of-factly "Of course I'll have to learn. Who needs food, anyway?"
"Woman," he hissed, before flying off in the direction of a nearby town he knew about. He knew that he could not stay in the town of his headquarters, as police would soon be swarming in. If they wanted to eat and rest up, they would have to go to the last place the Police would look; Spice town; which was a small village, located in the woods.
Eighteen gazed at her menu hungrily, finding it hard to be able to decide on just one dish. She wasn't usually one to eat a lot, but right now she was extremely hungry. After some time, a ditzy looking waitress skipped over to Eighteen, Goku, Krillin and Chi Chi's table, a pen and notepad clasped in her jewellery encrusted fingers. "Hello there, how may I help you," the waitress asked, batting her eyelashes at Goku.
"Well... I want to have the all you can eat buffet," Goku replied, drool spilling from his hungry mouth.
"Anything for you sweetie," the waitress said seductively with a giggle, as she placed a hand on Gokus shoulder. Eighteen couldn't help but smirk as she watched the little brunette Chi Chi glare at the waitress's behaviour.
"And how may I help the rest of you," the waitress asked, her hand now massaging Gokus shoulder.
"You can help us by getting your hands off him! How rude of you, trying to get fresh with a customer! I am going to tell the manager," Chi Chi fumed, standing from her seat, and rushing to the counter, demanding to see management. The waitress seemed to look A LOT less bouncy then she had previously, and she quickly removed her hand from Goku.
"Miss! Please don't tell! They'll fire me this time! Please miss," the waitress squealed, grabbing Chi Chi's arm.
"Don't. Touch. ME," Chi Chi muttered between her teeth, her eyebrows twitching in anger.
"I'm sorry. You can all have free meals! My shout! All you can eat for you and your friends," the waitress screeched, tears now pouring out of her wide brown eyes.
"Why, how nice of you," Chi Chi said with a smirk, returning to her friends.
"We can all have the 'all you can eat buffet' for free, compliments of that waitress. What a nice young lady she was," Chi Chi stated, as Eighteen, Goku and Krillin stared at her with wide eyes. Whoa; she is good, thought Eighteen, as she followed Chi Chi, Goku and Krillin to get their food. Eighteen, Chi Chi and Krillin piled up a large plate each with food, and returned to the table, while Goku stacked up about 10 overflowing plates with food. Eighteen, as well as Krillin and Chi Chi stared at Goku with wide eyes, as he scoffed down his 10 plates of food, and returned for more; and more; and more. Eighteen smirked as she watched the ditsy waitress who had served them staring on in horror as Goku seemed to eat out the restaurant. "That's going to cost you a hefty price," Krillin snickered, as the waitress came over to add up their bill.
"Yes, thanks for dinner 'Co Co', we will recommend this place to our friends," Eighteen said with a smirk, as she stared at the ditsy waitresses nametag which read 'Co Co'.
"I do have to tell the management about how wonderful your service to us was," Chi Chi said with a grin, as the waitress stared on in fear. Chi Chi hurried over to the manager and praised 'Co Co' the flirty waitress for her kindness and hospitality, before following the others out of the restaurant.
"What a night," Krillin said with a laugh, as the now full up Eighteen, Goku and Chi Chi sat next to him on a bench.
"Your telling me baldy," said Eighteen in a stern, yet playful voice, as she stared at the sky. Moments later, Radditz could be seen emerging from a nearby motel.
"It was so damn busy in there, sorry about the wait Eighteen. We can go eat now," Radditz said in a tired voice, as he sat down next to his girlfriend.
"Oh we've already eaten, but don't worry, just tell the waitress about us, and I'm sure she'll be more then happy to cook you something," Eighteen said with a grin, as Radditz looked at her in confusion, a frown creasing his face.
"You didn't wait for me," he asked, staring at Eighteen questioningly.
"Well, I didn't want Chrome dome and this lug head to starve now, did I," Eighteen asked, referring to Krillin and Goku. Radditz grumbled something angrily under his breath about Eighteen, before handing Eighteen their room key, and walking into the restaurant.
"Hey big guy, you shouldn't speak like that about a lady," Krillin yelled after him, causing Radditz to stop in his tracks. Radditz then walked back out of the restraunt and towards Krillin. Krillin swallowed nervously, but stood his ground. "I don't see any LADY around here; ANYWHERE," he hissed into Krillins face, sending a glare at Eighteen, before walking back into the restaurant. Eighteen stared at Krillin with wide eyes; did he really just defend her, after all she had done to him and his friends?
"Thanks baldy," Eigtheen said with a smirk, bending down, and kissing the top of his shiny head. Krillin stared at her, a shocked look on his face, Goku and Chi Chi were also staring at Eighteen with similar looks of confusion
"Well, don't just stand there you idiots, come on," Eighteen snapped, leading them inside.
Judging from Bulmas dragon radar, Vegeta now knew for certain that the Kold Lizard gang had obtained 5 dragon balls, and he had also deciphered that the Kolds where headed to the east quadrant. Himself and Bulma were currently situated in the Northwest, so if they headed southeast they would be able to catch Zarbon and the Kolds. But Vegeta had hurriedly decided that it would be rash to head after them unprepared, so he took heed to Bulmas pleas and decided they would stop off to rest, eat and get some supplies; Zarbon could not make a wish with the dragon balls unless he obtained all 6, and Vegeta held one currently, so there was no real need to follow after and get himself into a battle he could still be preparing for. Vegeta decided they would travel to a small village in the forest of North city, Spice town. Vegeta had contemplated that maybe he should kill Bulma now, since his gang head quarters had been destroyed, and having her captive now held little relevance, but he decided he would keep her with him; not only to help him with the dragon radar, but so as he could still hold her hostage and get some ransom objects and money off her father, the influential and rich Dr Briefs, for his own needs. Vegeta was still in disbelief that his gang; his life; had just been wiped away; what was his purpose now? He no longer had a proud father to prove himself too, as far as he knew; so he was now questioning this whole mission and his own importance. Just like his father, Vegeta held a lot of pride, and having the mainstream section of his gang destroyed took a piece away from Vegeta. He didn't really care that all those gang members; his surrogate family; had been destroyed. It was merely that he had been helpless; he didn't have the power to defeat Zarbon or Freeza, and his gang members would have died knowing this; and their respect for Vegeta would have died away, with them. So Vegetas pride had taken a hard blow, which could only be mended if he avenged his gang's repertoire, as well as his own; and defeated the Kold Lizards once and for all. "No one can beat the Saiyan Vipers," Vegeta said aloud, as he flew closer and closer to Spice town.
"Mmm hmm Vegeta, your invincible, aren't you," Bulma said with dry sarcasm, as she watched the trees and roads pass by below her. Vegeta just smirked at Bulmas snide comments, his smirk increasing as he saw Spice city in the distance.
"Act like your with me woman, don't make a scene, or I'll have to kill you. You are now expendable, so don't try anything," Vegeta warned her, as they descended into the forest below. Bulmas eyes widened as she surveyed this little mountain/forest town; there was snow everywhere!
"Man! It's not like this back home," Bulma stated, as she shivered in the cold weather. They had gone from a hot, sticky and dry environment to the complete opposite; Bulma didn't realise just how far all this flying must have taken them.
"I am freezing Vegeta," Bulma grumbled, as she hugged her chest. She was still wearing what she had been when Vegeta and gang had first abducted her; a mini skirt and a shirt that showed off some of her stomach.
"It's your own fault for dressing in such a manner. Not that I mind it woman," Vegeta sneered at her smugly, his smirk as wide as she had ever seen it.
"Stupid pervert," she mumbled, as she followed him into Spice town. Vegeta snorted as he watched Bulma stare at the little town in awe; it must seem so insignificant to her, seeming as she had always lived in the huge city in a mansion.
"Its really beautiful here," said Bulma softly, as she stared at the little cottages with icicle-lined windows, and snowmen lining the sides of the road. Vegeta raised an eyebrow at this remark; this little town.. Beautiful; but he continued on, towards a small cottage at the edge of the village.
"You seem to know this place really well Vegeta," Bulma exclaimed, as he lead her around.
"Yes woman. That's because this is where I live. Well, where I lived, before I joined the Saiyan Viper gangs," Vegeta replied, in a stoic voice, his usual sarcasm absent from his voice.
Marron gazed idly out of the car window as Yamcha continued to speed down the seemingly empty mountain road, further into the mountains. "Yamchaaaaa! This is so totally BORING! Are we NEARLY there," Marron moaned, not really knowing where 'there' was. She was completely oblivious to the potentially dangerous mission they were about to fore take in, unaware that they were about to meet up with a ruthless gang member. She didn't know where they were going, as to the fact her attention span matched that to a gold fishes, so she was calm, yet bored, at the long car trip they were taking. "We're getting there! Whinging isn't going to make us get there faster," Yamcha replied in a grumpy voice, as he continued down the straight road. Marron pouted at Yamcha; he was usually oh so fun to be with. But, right now, he seemed all tense and nervous.
"Don't worry Yamcha, Bulma will be just fine," Marron re-assured him, as she turned on the cars stereo. Yamcha before had turned it off because he couldn't stomach listening to Marrons airy singing. Marron frowned as the radio came on; it was only a stupid news report; no music for her to sing to. Yamcha, on the other hand, seemed fairly interested by this report, and he quickly turned it up.
"Authorities are unsure as to the cause of this explosion, but they are investigating into it further. Casualties of up to 100 were recorded at the scene, some of those killed elusive members of the Saiyan Viper gang. Police are under the impression that this may have been The Saiyan head quarters, and an enemy gang or person could have been behind this explosion, though it is still unclear," a newsreader read out in a stern voice, causing Yamcha to flinch.
"What is it Yamcha? Isn't it a good thing their base was destroyed? I know its horrible about all those who died, but now we can be sure that there is at least one less terrible gang left in this world," Marron told him in an unusually intelligent manner, placing a hand on Yamchas shoulder. Yamcha didn't say anything to Marron though; he didn't seem to take in a single word she had said.
"Yamcha, are you okay," Marron asked, shaking his shoulder nervously. Yamcha slammed on the breaks of the car, and he turned around, so as he was facing her.
"Shut up Marron. I don't want to hear another word," he said in a deadly quiet voice. Marron swallowed as a lump formed in her throat, turning away from Yamchas piercing glare. What did I ever do wrong? What's his problem, Marron wondered, as Yamcha re-started the car, and drove on. She had never seen him like that before; sure, she had seen him angry plenty of times. But, right then and there, he seemed different. He seemed almost hysteric; almost insane; there was something nerve wracking about his gaze; something scary about it. It made Marron feel like he was threatening her; made her feel as though he might hurt her; kill her. What is he keeping from me? What's his secret? I realise he is worried about Bulma, but he didn't seem worried just then. He seemed... He seemed like a... Marrons thoughts were cut off, as they pulled up to a small village. Yamcha silently opened the car, Marron following suite, and he started to lead her through the village. Marron surveyed the little village in a rather vain way; there isn't a clothes shop in sight, Marron thought in disgust, as Yamcha led her along. Marron shivered as she walked along; they had been travelling for a long time, and they had come to a colder area. Yamcha motioned for Marron to hurry up, until they finally reached a small little cottage; 'tacky little shack' in Marrons eyes. Yamcha opened the door, and he motioned with his hand for Marron to enter. Marron gasped at what she saw when she entered the cottage. And she wasn't gasping at the tacky wallpaper; she was gasping because Bulma was in there!
Bulma sighed as she clutched the dragon radar protectively; how could I have been so careless, she wondered, kicking herself mentally for letting out the secret of her dragon radar to Vegeta. "Woman. I want to know why you brought it with you. What did you want to wish for," Vegeta nagged Bulma, his smug voice grating on Bulmas nerves.
"That's NONE of your concern," Bulma replied in a huff, glaring at him. Vegeta smirked at her, pulling her closer, so as their faces where only a centimetre apart.
"Whatever you say WOMAN," he said with a smirk, his hot breath tickling Bulmas skin. Oh man Vegeta; you better not try anything, Bulma thought to her self, struggling to free herself from his grip. Vegeta chuckled at Bulmas vain attempts to escape, and eventually decided to let her go. She frowned as she clutched her sore arm where Vegeta had been gripping it, sending an angry glare in his direction. "Now, show me your radar and how it works," Vegeta demanded, crossing his arms over his chest. Bulma reluctantly opened her palm and produced the radar. "See this little dot," Bulma asked Vegeta, pointing at the little screen which had a green grid, to a flashing dot. Vegeta nodded, motioning for Bulma to continue. "Well that's the dragon ball YOU have," Bulma told Vegeta, in turn receiving an impatient growl from him.
"On with it woman. I want to know where the others are", he snapped, in turn causing Bulma to roll her eyes.
"Impatient jerk," she groaned, before pressing a button on the dragon radar. Vegeta watched as the screen seemed to zoom out. Bulma pressed the same button again and again, until more dots could be seen.
"There we go. See those dots there? That's where the other dragon balls are," Bulma stated with a proud grin, as she pointed at the new dots. Me and my great inventions, she thought with pride. Vegeta snatched the dragon radar from her hand, a smirk plastered on his face. "How do we get there," he asked, staring at the radar in realisation that he didn't know what the little dots and the grid on the radar meant.
"Well Vegeta, its very far away," Bulma replied, a smug look passing over her face.
"Blasted woman! Does it look like I care? I can fly," he sneered angrily, grabbing her arm once more.
"Yes, I know Vegeta. But, even if you can fly, it will still take us a day or 2 to get there. Think of the head start Zarbon already has," Bulma stated, crossing her arms defiantly, smiling evilly at Vegeta.
"HOW DO I GET THERE," he yelled, outraged that she had not answered his original question. Bulmas eyes widened, but she soon replaced her nervous look with a glare.
"I'm not TELLING," she hissed, turning away from Vegeta and storming off.
"You're not going anywhere," Vegeta yelled, phasing up behind Bulma and grabbing her. Stupid Saiyan, Bulma thought with a groan, as Vegeta lifted her up into the air. "I'm hungry Vegeta. I haven't had a shower for days. How will I be able to give directions in such a state," Bulma queried him, hiding her smirk behind a straight face.
"You had better learn," Vegeta started, but was cut off by the loud grumbling from his own stomach. Bulma had to bite her tongue, so as she wouldn't laugh, as she stated matter-of-factly "Of course I'll have to learn. Who needs food, anyway?"
"Woman," he hissed, before flying off in the direction of a nearby town he knew about. He knew that he could not stay in the town of his headquarters, as police would soon be swarming in. If they wanted to eat and rest up, they would have to go to the last place the Police would look; Spice town; which was a small village, located in the woods.
Eighteen gazed at her menu hungrily, finding it hard to be able to decide on just one dish. She wasn't usually one to eat a lot, but right now she was extremely hungry. After some time, a ditzy looking waitress skipped over to Eighteen, Goku, Krillin and Chi Chi's table, a pen and notepad clasped in her jewellery encrusted fingers. "Hello there, how may I help you," the waitress asked, batting her eyelashes at Goku.
"Well... I want to have the all you can eat buffet," Goku replied, drool spilling from his hungry mouth.
"Anything for you sweetie," the waitress said seductively with a giggle, as she placed a hand on Gokus shoulder. Eighteen couldn't help but smirk as she watched the little brunette Chi Chi glare at the waitress's behaviour.
"And how may I help the rest of you," the waitress asked, her hand now massaging Gokus shoulder.
"You can help us by getting your hands off him! How rude of you, trying to get fresh with a customer! I am going to tell the manager," Chi Chi fumed, standing from her seat, and rushing to the counter, demanding to see management. The waitress seemed to look A LOT less bouncy then she had previously, and she quickly removed her hand from Goku.
"Miss! Please don't tell! They'll fire me this time! Please miss," the waitress squealed, grabbing Chi Chi's arm.
"Don't. Touch. ME," Chi Chi muttered between her teeth, her eyebrows twitching in anger.
"I'm sorry. You can all have free meals! My shout! All you can eat for you and your friends," the waitress screeched, tears now pouring out of her wide brown eyes.
"Why, how nice of you," Chi Chi said with a smirk, returning to her friends.
"We can all have the 'all you can eat buffet' for free, compliments of that waitress. What a nice young lady she was," Chi Chi stated, as Eighteen, Goku and Krillin stared at her with wide eyes. Whoa; she is good, thought Eighteen, as she followed Chi Chi, Goku and Krillin to get their food. Eighteen, Chi Chi and Krillin piled up a large plate each with food, and returned to the table, while Goku stacked up about 10 overflowing plates with food. Eighteen, as well as Krillin and Chi Chi stared at Goku with wide eyes, as he scoffed down his 10 plates of food, and returned for more; and more; and more. Eighteen smirked as she watched the ditsy waitress who had served them staring on in horror as Goku seemed to eat out the restaurant. "That's going to cost you a hefty price," Krillin snickered, as the waitress came over to add up their bill.
"Yes, thanks for dinner 'Co Co', we will recommend this place to our friends," Eighteen said with a smirk, as she stared at the ditsy waitresses nametag which read 'Co Co'.
"I do have to tell the management about how wonderful your service to us was," Chi Chi said with a grin, as the waitress stared on in fear. Chi Chi hurried over to the manager and praised 'Co Co' the flirty waitress for her kindness and hospitality, before following the others out of the restaurant.
"What a night," Krillin said with a laugh, as the now full up Eighteen, Goku and Chi Chi sat next to him on a bench.
"Your telling me baldy," said Eighteen in a stern, yet playful voice, as she stared at the sky. Moments later, Radditz could be seen emerging from a nearby motel.
"It was so damn busy in there, sorry about the wait Eighteen. We can go eat now," Radditz said in a tired voice, as he sat down next to his girlfriend.
"Oh we've already eaten, but don't worry, just tell the waitress about us, and I'm sure she'll be more then happy to cook you something," Eighteen said with a grin, as Radditz looked at her in confusion, a frown creasing his face.
"You didn't wait for me," he asked, staring at Eighteen questioningly.
"Well, I didn't want Chrome dome and this lug head to starve now, did I," Eighteen asked, referring to Krillin and Goku. Radditz grumbled something angrily under his breath about Eighteen, before handing Eighteen their room key, and walking into the restaurant.
"Hey big guy, you shouldn't speak like that about a lady," Krillin yelled after him, causing Radditz to stop in his tracks. Radditz then walked back out of the restraunt and towards Krillin. Krillin swallowed nervously, but stood his ground. "I don't see any LADY around here; ANYWHERE," he hissed into Krillins face, sending a glare at Eighteen, before walking back into the restaurant. Eighteen stared at Krillin with wide eyes; did he really just defend her, after all she had done to him and his friends?
"Thanks baldy," Eigtheen said with a smirk, bending down, and kissing the top of his shiny head. Krillin stared at her, a shocked look on his face, Goku and Chi Chi were also staring at Eighteen with similar looks of confusion
"Well, don't just stand there you idiots, come on," Eighteen snapped, leading them inside.
Judging from Bulmas dragon radar, Vegeta now knew for certain that the Kold Lizard gang had obtained 5 dragon balls, and he had also deciphered that the Kolds where headed to the east quadrant. Himself and Bulma were currently situated in the Northwest, so if they headed southeast they would be able to catch Zarbon and the Kolds. But Vegeta had hurriedly decided that it would be rash to head after them unprepared, so he took heed to Bulmas pleas and decided they would stop off to rest, eat and get some supplies; Zarbon could not make a wish with the dragon balls unless he obtained all 6, and Vegeta held one currently, so there was no real need to follow after and get himself into a battle he could still be preparing for. Vegeta decided they would travel to a small village in the forest of North city, Spice town. Vegeta had contemplated that maybe he should kill Bulma now, since his gang head quarters had been destroyed, and having her captive now held little relevance, but he decided he would keep her with him; not only to help him with the dragon radar, but so as he could still hold her hostage and get some ransom objects and money off her father, the influential and rich Dr Briefs, for his own needs. Vegeta was still in disbelief that his gang; his life; had just been wiped away; what was his purpose now? He no longer had a proud father to prove himself too, as far as he knew; so he was now questioning this whole mission and his own importance. Just like his father, Vegeta held a lot of pride, and having the mainstream section of his gang destroyed took a piece away from Vegeta. He didn't really care that all those gang members; his surrogate family; had been destroyed. It was merely that he had been helpless; he didn't have the power to defeat Zarbon or Freeza, and his gang members would have died knowing this; and their respect for Vegeta would have died away, with them. So Vegetas pride had taken a hard blow, which could only be mended if he avenged his gang's repertoire, as well as his own; and defeated the Kold Lizards once and for all. "No one can beat the Saiyan Vipers," Vegeta said aloud, as he flew closer and closer to Spice town.
"Mmm hmm Vegeta, your invincible, aren't you," Bulma said with dry sarcasm, as she watched the trees and roads pass by below her. Vegeta just smirked at Bulmas snide comments, his smirk increasing as he saw Spice city in the distance.
"Act like your with me woman, don't make a scene, or I'll have to kill you. You are now expendable, so don't try anything," Vegeta warned her, as they descended into the forest below. Bulmas eyes widened as she surveyed this little mountain/forest town; there was snow everywhere!
"Man! It's not like this back home," Bulma stated, as she shivered in the cold weather. They had gone from a hot, sticky and dry environment to the complete opposite; Bulma didn't realise just how far all this flying must have taken them.
"I am freezing Vegeta," Bulma grumbled, as she hugged her chest. She was still wearing what she had been when Vegeta and gang had first abducted her; a mini skirt and a shirt that showed off some of her stomach.
"It's your own fault for dressing in such a manner. Not that I mind it woman," Vegeta sneered at her smugly, his smirk as wide as she had ever seen it.
"Stupid pervert," she mumbled, as she followed him into Spice town. Vegeta snorted as he watched Bulma stare at the little town in awe; it must seem so insignificant to her, seeming as she had always lived in the huge city in a mansion.
"Its really beautiful here," said Bulma softly, as she stared at the little cottages with icicle-lined windows, and snowmen lining the sides of the road. Vegeta raised an eyebrow at this remark; this little town.. Beautiful; but he continued on, towards a small cottage at the edge of the village.
"You seem to know this place really well Vegeta," Bulma exclaimed, as he lead her around.
"Yes woman. That's because this is where I live. Well, where I lived, before I joined the Saiyan Viper gangs," Vegeta replied, in a stoic voice, his usual sarcasm absent from his voice.
Marron gazed idly out of the car window as Yamcha continued to speed down the seemingly empty mountain road, further into the mountains. "Yamchaaaaa! This is so totally BORING! Are we NEARLY there," Marron moaned, not really knowing where 'there' was. She was completely oblivious to the potentially dangerous mission they were about to fore take in, unaware that they were about to meet up with a ruthless gang member. She didn't know where they were going, as to the fact her attention span matched that to a gold fishes, so she was calm, yet bored, at the long car trip they were taking. "We're getting there! Whinging isn't going to make us get there faster," Yamcha replied in a grumpy voice, as he continued down the straight road. Marron pouted at Yamcha; he was usually oh so fun to be with. But, right now, he seemed all tense and nervous.
"Don't worry Yamcha, Bulma will be just fine," Marron re-assured him, as she turned on the cars stereo. Yamcha before had turned it off because he couldn't stomach listening to Marrons airy singing. Marron frowned as the radio came on; it was only a stupid news report; no music for her to sing to. Yamcha, on the other hand, seemed fairly interested by this report, and he quickly turned it up.
"Authorities are unsure as to the cause of this explosion, but they are investigating into it further. Casualties of up to 100 were recorded at the scene, some of those killed elusive members of the Saiyan Viper gang. Police are under the impression that this may have been The Saiyan head quarters, and an enemy gang or person could have been behind this explosion, though it is still unclear," a newsreader read out in a stern voice, causing Yamcha to flinch.
"What is it Yamcha? Isn't it a good thing their base was destroyed? I know its horrible about all those who died, but now we can be sure that there is at least one less terrible gang left in this world," Marron told him in an unusually intelligent manner, placing a hand on Yamchas shoulder. Yamcha didn't say anything to Marron though; he didn't seem to take in a single word she had said.
"Yamcha, are you okay," Marron asked, shaking his shoulder nervously. Yamcha slammed on the breaks of the car, and he turned around, so as he was facing her.
"Shut up Marron. I don't want to hear another word," he said in a deadly quiet voice. Marron swallowed as a lump formed in her throat, turning away from Yamchas piercing glare. What did I ever do wrong? What's his problem, Marron wondered, as Yamcha re-started the car, and drove on. She had never seen him like that before; sure, she had seen him angry plenty of times. But, right then and there, he seemed different. He seemed almost hysteric; almost insane; there was something nerve wracking about his gaze; something scary about it. It made Marron feel like he was threatening her; made her feel as though he might hurt her; kill her. What is he keeping from me? What's his secret? I realise he is worried about Bulma, but he didn't seem worried just then. He seemed... He seemed like a... Marrons thoughts were cut off, as they pulled up to a small village. Yamcha silently opened the car, Marron following suite, and he started to lead her through the village. Marron surveyed the little village in a rather vain way; there isn't a clothes shop in sight, Marron thought in disgust, as Yamcha led her along. Marron shivered as she walked along; they had been travelling for a long time, and they had come to a colder area. Yamcha motioned for Marron to hurry up, until they finally reached a small little cottage; 'tacky little shack' in Marrons eyes. Yamcha opened the door, and he motioned with his hand for Marron to enter. Marron gasped at what she saw when she entered the cottage. And she wasn't gasping at the tacky wallpaper; she was gasping because Bulma was in there!