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Chapter 9: New Threat

Bulma was busy cleaning the kitchen. Vegeta and Chichi had quite the party last night. Now Bulma was left cleaning up the mess and he's gonna have to do it before she wakes up, to save Vegeta's pride. She was ½ way done when she realize that she ran out of dish washing liquid. She knew she had a couple extras in the upper shelf. If only she could reach it. She grabbed a chair from the dining room table so she could reach. She grabbed the soap and hopped down.

"You know, that would have been a lot easier if you could fly." Came a soft voice from behind her. Vegeta still try to be a tough guy but it's hard to do that being in a female's body. Vegeta was standing in the door way leaning on the door frame with his hands crossed.

"Okay Vegeta, teach me how to fly." Bulma said with her hands on her hips and a big smile on her face.

"Why should I teach you anything, why don't you figure it out?" Vegeta walked over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of orange juice and poured himself a glass. "Plus it might take forever. I got things to do."

"No I'm a quick learner Vegeta and you just have to instruct me, tell me what to do." Bulma said looking in Vegeta's eyes with a puppy dog pout.

"Okay woman, whatever. Just don't let anyone see me with that disgraceful look on your face." Vegeta said. He sat down in the chair. After telling Bulma what she need to know, Bulma cleaned up the rest of the dishes then ran outside in the back yard.

After about thirty-five minutes of jumping up and down like a mad woman, Bulma stopped. 'Man, this stuff is hard. Vegeta and Goku make it seem so easy.' Bulma started to think about what Vegeta said.

"You have to feel the energy within, push that energy under your feet and it will lift you." Bulma was confused. She sat down on the grass in her back yard Indian style. 'The energy within? What the fuck is he talking about? I thing Vegeta's been in one too many battles.' Bulma thought about it intently trying to relate it to what she knows best, science.

The little genius soon figured it out. 'Oh, I get it now. It's like two negatively charged energy, trying to touch each other.' Bulma rose to her feet. She closed her eyes and tensed her muscles.

She felt a weird sensation in the pit of her belly; she closed her eyes and harnessed that energy and pushed the sensation to her feet. She thought it didn't work but when she opened her eyes, she was almost a hundred feet of the ground. Bulma felt a little but queasy for being so high from the ground but she brushed it off and practices her new flying ability. She took off to nowhere in particular.

The wind felt exhilarating in her face. Flying at that speed with the wind blowing through her hair, the adrenaline was too much to bear so she powered up more and went even faster. She looked to her left and saw a fighter jet. The pilot looked at her like she had a dick on her forehead. She smiled and waved at the pilot and sped up. Even though the pilot was freaked out, pride overtook all his other emotion. The pilot fired up his boosters and got ahead of Bulma.

Bulma saw the grin on his face. "Oh so it's a race you want! Fine by me."

She speed up it took her ½ a second to get on the pilot's tail, she kept trying to pass but he would maneuver in her path.

"Want to play dirty huh? Well two can play at that game." A burst of energy left her body and she flew right pass the jet with a force that made the jet spin in circles in mid air. By the time the pilot could regain control, the strange flying guy was nowhere to be seen, only a large white streak across the sky. Bulma felt proud of her little win against the cocky pilot. She was going so fast everything that passed her was blurry. She didn't know how fast she was flying but it got her damn near her destination.

She focuses straight ahead until Capsule Corp in sight on the horizon. She was so focus on her destination that she didn't see the bird that flew right in her path. At the last second she saw the bird and thought that it was a threat, with a quick reaction she stopped in her tracks and held up her right hand and blasted the bird. When she saw feathers falling to the earth and smelled burned flesh, she concluded that it was only a bird.

"Oh wow. " Bulma looked at her hands like she never seen them before.

"H…h…how did I do that?" Bulma aimed her right hand at the deserted island below her and repeat the same method she used to fly. Her palm started to glow bright yellow. She focuses more energy into it and it got bigger and bigger. Soon it was bigger that her. She threw it at the island with an evil grin. As the ball neared the island it was then she realizes what she did.

When the ball hit the island, it vanishes under a mushroom cloud. The wind from the blast blew her a few feet backwards. When the smoke cloud cleared, the island had disappeared, Bulma was awe struck. The whole island disappears in one attack.

"Damn Vegeta, you're a walking nuclear bomb." Bulma took aim for another island. She repeated the process. She aimed her palm at the island and focuses her energy and release a smaller blast smashing into the back of the island taking the whole area under water. Bulma felt the rush and started firing multiple small blasts at all the surrounding island.

Frantically throwing ki blast at every island. She held both hands above her head and for another blast and threw it at the middle island. A similar mush room cloud formed. Bulma was panting hard; she had gotten a real work out. When the smoke cleared, she realizes that she was wasting time. Then it hit her, she just destroyed millions of habitats. She massacred about seven islands that's millions of animals and incest. For some reason though, she didn't care. She ignited the white flames and took off for Capsule Corp.

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Bulma sneaked through her own window with the utmost silence. Vegeta was still sleeping, she didn't want to frighten him and let him jerk and hurt himself. 'After all he's in my body, and it's only a rental. I want it back with no damage.' Bulma whispered to herself. That's what she told herself but she knew she care about him more so it starting to have less to do with the safety of her own body. She slowly levitates over to Vegeta's sleeping body and gently shook him.

He stirred before slowly opening his eyes adjusting it to the brightness of the afternoon sun seeping through the open window. He released a soft moan and tried to sit up straight. Bulma help him sit up against the head board of her queen size bed. He held his sides and shoulder in pain. With all the distraction, Bulma made it there and back in 50 minutes.

"How long have I been sleeping?" Vegeta ask with heavy eyes.

"About an hour and a ½ ." Bulma pulled the chair from the corner of the room and placed it beside the bed. She dug in her pocket for the bag of beans. She saw the painful look on Vegeta face and speed up the process. She pulled out a bean.

"Can you chew?" She asked not wanting Vegeta to choke.

"I'm wounded woman, not incompetent." He said with an attitude. Bulma rolled her eyes and placed place the bean in her mouth and chew it up. She then moved over to spit it in Vegeta's mouth. To her surprise he didn't complain. It was more of a kiss than an exchange of medicine. It lasted what seem like eternity but in reality it was only about 30 seconds. Bulma pulled away and release Vegeta's bottom lip which she had in her mouth. Vegeta swallow the bean. Within seconds Vegeta was back on his feet. He yawns and stretches. "I'm starving woman, fix me something."

"Maybe you're not up to date with our current situation so I'll remind you. I'm not you're slave and I'm not a woman, at least not at the moment." Bulma said not sure if she meant what she said...about not being a woman. She already started thinking like Vegeta, maybe she her soul and his body are starting to become. It felt weird. Vegeta share the same plight but he's not taking it as easy as Bulma was. He denys' it the hardest he can.

"You should be making me lunch." Bulma said with a smirk and both hand across her chest.

"Whatever. I'm going to find something to eat." Vegeta said and walk out of the room.

Bulma started thinking thoughts about what she could easily do to her own body as she watch her rear end go up and down with each angry steps. She shook the thoughts out of her mind. 'I feel like every second I spend in this creep's body I'm becoming him even more.'

"Just hurry and come back here. You have a meeting to go to, and a banquet." Vegeta strolled down the steps towards the kitchen. It's obvious that he didn't hear or else it would have been an argument. Hearing his stomach grumble louder, he haste to the refrigerator. He opened it and observes his options. He pulled out a jar of mayo and a fresh ham. He cut a slice of the ham and dropped it on the slices of bread. 'How I know how to make this?' Vegeta was finding it hard to come to terms with the fact that the longer he spends in Bulma's body the more he become her. Bad habits and all, he caught himself biting his nails. As he was about to add the finishing touch to his sandwich, the phone rang. Vegeta ignore it hoping the woman would answer it but to his dismay, she didn't. He stormed over to the phone and ripped it off the receiver.

"Hello." He screamed, he didn't hear anybody but the phone kept on ringing. He studied the phone and saw the big TALK button so he pressed it "Hello." Vegeta said with the same disdain in his voice as he first did.

"Miss Brief are you okay, I mean, is everything alright?" Some old guy asked in a frantic tone.

Not knowing what to say he answered the best he could. "What the hell do you want?"

"Well don't worry about it ma'am, just let the police to their job, they'll find that creep. We have reschedule the meetings for a time of you're choosing. Give you time to heal. Give the office a call when you feel better..." The man sound assuring and caring.

"Um...Okay." Vegeta said eating a piece of the ham. He hung up the phone before the man could finish.

"Old fool, interrupting me and my meal over bull shit." Vegeta strolled back over to the kitchen counter and sat down on a stool, and proceeds to take small bites of his sandwich.

Ten minutes later. "Vegeta, hurry the fuck up." Bulma yelled at Vegeta as she entered the kitchen.

"Woman, if I eat any faster, you're flimsy digestive system will vomit everything back up. So just wait." Vegeta sat on the stool and slowly ate his sandwich.

"I have a fucking meeting in 45 minutes. You need to hurry up." Vegeta looked up from his sandwich

"What does you're air brain meeting have to do with me?" Vegeta ask not sure where she was going with the conversation. The look on her face made it obvious. "Woman, I am not sitting in one of your boring meetings. I just won't do it." Vegeta got up and walked off, not sure if he should tell the woman her meeting was canceled.

"Haven't you looked in the mirror lately, you have to do it. It's a part of my… you're responsibility." Bulma said following him everywhere he went.

"Correction, your responsibility." Vegeta said and kept walking away. Bulma anger got the best of her. She grabbed him and pushed him up against the wall. She straddles his hands above his head and held his lower body at bay with her pelvis.

The close proximity and the heat of Bulma's body was enough to make Vegeta blood boil, in a good way. "You are gonna do it Vegeta weather you like it or not" Bulma said with anger written across her face.

Vegeta looked in his own eyes and saw the same hated he sees when he look in the mirror."I...I ...can't. You...'re meeting...got...canceled." Vegeta replied with fear in his voice.

"What, why?" Bulma jump back as she wondered why the board cancels the meeting. With no answer from Vegeta, she looked at him. It was obvious that he was relieved with the loss of contact.

"I don't know. The old man said something about you feeling better and police and I don't know. Does it fucking matter?" Vegeta said getting angrier by the moment. He starts thinking the only reason why Bulma went for the senzu beans was for him to do her fucking chores.

"Yes it fucking does. Something is wrong. Is it possible that they found out?" Bulma started thinking to herself

"I'll leave you to your conflict. I'm going to catch some fresh air." Vegeta said and open the front door and went outside in the garden.

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"Goku, Gohan, wash your hands and come eat dinner." Chichi said from below the saiyan and demi-saiyan sparing feet's up in the air.

"We'll be right there hon." Goku yelled back at his wife as him and Gohan finish up their sparing session. Chichi return to the house to finish setting the table, she grabbed a couple dirty dishes from the counter and tossed them in the sink. When she turned around her husband and son was sitting around the table ready to dig in.

"Ah ah ahh. Did you wash your hands?" The disappointed look on their faces told her that they didn't. "No dinner until you wash your hands, you've been training all day so hop to it." The Goku and Gohan got up raced to the bathroom. With the blink of an eye they came back with dripping went hands. Chichi shook her head. They all sat down to eat, Goku was about to dig in when his wife slapped him on the hand with a drumstick already in it. He looked at his wife.

"Say a prayer first." She commanded.

"Oh c'mon Chi, I'm starving." Goku said in a tone that would remind you of a five year old.

"Well the faster you stop complaining and start praying the faster you can eat. Chichi said and bowed her head. Goku and Gohan did the same.

"Thank you Kami for this wonderful food amen." Chichi was about to protest but her boys were already stuffing their faces so she ate her rather small portions. She wanted to get mad at him but these are good times, in two years he's gonna be off fighting androids so she cherish the times they spend together.

After dinner Chichi proceeds to washing the dinner plates while Goku and Gohan sat on the couch watching TV. Goku was laughing at the show he was watching when he heard his name being called frantically.

"GOKU..GOKU…GOKU CAN YOU HEAR ME?" The voice said loudly.

"King Kai?" Goku said looking up at his roof.

"Dad?" A worried Gohan said looking at the surprise expression on his dad's face.

"King Kai is that you?" Goku got up from his couch wondering why King Kai sounds so worried.

"Goku, we got a big problem."

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