Vegeta: What in the name of the Gods more could be done to me?
Goku: *Blank stare* I think I'm the one who got the short end of the stick in the last part.
Mr. Satan: I sorta gotta agree with Goku on that one.
Piccolo: One night alone… that's all I wanted. Just one night…
Vegeta: *winks* I'll give you another lap dance later, Green Man.
Krillin: Oh man! What'd you have to go and say that for? *Scrubs imagination with a wire
brush* That image is burned into my mind for the rest of forever.
Goku & Mr. Satan: What Image?
Krillin: Don't ask. *looks at Weibie* Could we just have the story so I can forget about it?
I don't own any of the Dragon Ball universe. All I own is my tiny twisted imagination. Thanks to everyone who has read and reviewed. This is a Yaoi. It does have male x male things going on. If you don't want to think about or read such things, just close the window.
Author's Note: All Saiyan which is spoken in the story was originally typed in wingdings 1. When I posted it here it was completely gone; so, I just just italicized it. The original affect was to make it unintelegible to humans, like it would be. Sadly that effect is now lost, But do enjoy the story and I promise the next part, part IV shall be the last for this chapter.
Vacation
Chapter 11
A Night to Remember
Part III
Vegeta and Piccolo disappeared back into the bedroom. Piccolo watched his love pull his clothing back on with a touch of sadness in his heart. He just wanted to give Vegeta one night of rest and relaxation.
He walked up behind his love before he could get his shirt on and wrapped an arm around his waist pulling him close, "I know you're upset. I can feel it." He leaned down and kissed the top of his head, "Is it because of the kids, or because we couldn't have our night together?"
Vegeta sighed deeply, "I don't know; both maybe? I wanted to be alone with you. There are always so many people around us." He shrugged disappointedly, "It's just, you're the only I can really be just me around."
Piccolo danced his claws lightly over his Little Prince's bare chest, "Aren't you always just you; evil, little, hot tempered, sexy man?" he pinched his ass as if to emphasize it.
He chuckled softly, "Yeah, but I want to let all of it go once in a while. I want to be the weak one, the one who needs help… I want to be the one who is carried." He sighed again; blushing to the bone as he confessed what was eating him alive inside, 'Just say it damn it! It's not like he hasn't already figured it out.'
Piccolo smiled softly and kissed his ear hearing every word he just thought, "Figured what out?" He rubbed his massive hands over his bottom and squeezed lightly, "That you need a big strong guy in your bed every night instead of a frail woman? That you love to dance and tease men you think could over power you; which is why your hips swing when you walk?"
Vegeta's breath caught. Piccolo chuckled quietly, "It's alright. You are that for me and more. Mmm… my beautiful, exotic, sweet, innocent, baby doll, Little Prince; as long as it's mine and no one else's." He inhaled his musky scent once more before letting him go. "Right, now get your shirt on sexy boy." Piccolo snapped his fingers becoming instantly dressed and smiled at his little mate just in time to watch him pull that tight shirt over his head.
Vegeta was the person he expressed himself as to the world again once his shirt was pulled over his head. "Alright, let's got get the waywards out of jail." He walked out Piccolo's door appearing for all the world like the cool, icy, Prince of all Saiyans he normally was, almost gliding as he walked.
Piccolo was only a step behind him; he was every inch a Namekian warrior monk, guardian of the Earth's guardian. They both did a power dive toward the surface and headed for West City. It didn't take very long to get there; they landed on the steps outside the police station. Vegeta strode up the steps and opened the door hard. Mister Satan who was at the front desk must have jumped two feet off the ground.
Goku didn't even turn around, "Hey Vegeta."
Vegeta walked up to the desk and scowled at the woman, "I am here for my son Mirai Briefs." He said in an irritated voice typical for him.
"Wonderful." The woman said with about as much sarcasm. She looked up at him, "And you are?"
"I am Vegeta Briefs." He said tossing her his driver's license and ID card.
"Lovely." Her words dripped with disdain. She looked at Piccolo, "And who are you? The green kid's dad I take it?"
Piccolo made sure to give her a big fangy grin and said, "Why yes I am, thank you." He tossed her his driver's license, the one where he was wearing his post boy shirt, and kept smiling at her making her as uneasy as she was trying to make others.
"Great. All of you can have a seat over there while I fill out the paper work." She turned away trying to ignore Piccolo.
They all turned around to have a seat and found an irritable looking, slightly older man sitting on one side, and a nervous looking woman sitting on the other. They all seemed to choose to sit next to the woman, almost as if protecting her from some unknown attacker.
Vegeta leaned over a little looking at Goku, "What's wrong with you Kakarot? You look like someone stole your marshmallow."
Mister Satan answered, "Oh uh… Goku's house burned down."
This time it was Piccolo who answered, "What?! Goku, is that true?!" He shouted. The woman at the desk looked up at them. He lowered his voice. "Are you serious?"
Goku nodded. "Yeah, I'm not sure exactly what happened yet. I sent the boys off with Krillin and Master Roshi. All I know is Marron came running around the back of the house yelling the house was on fire. By the way, I never got the chance to thank you for trying to help us put it out, Hercule." He offered the man his hand.
Mr. Satan shook his hand. "Any time Goku. You're all good people and I'd do anything for you." He frowned, "I'm just sorry we weren't able to put it out."
"We'll make room at Capsule and maybe we can find another capsule house in the lab storage." Vegeta looked at his best friend. "We'll clean it up and the women will never know; we'll just tell Chi-Chi the new house was a surprise. Besides, that's what I'm telling Bulma about the new kitchen. They'll all believe it if we give Krillin some new appliances and furniture for 18, too." He grinned a sarcastic grin.
Goku smiled his infamous happy smile, "Wow, Geta! Really?!" He was already feeling more light-hearted about the whole business. "The girls are gonna be so happy when they come home in a few days."
The woman who'd been sitting there spoke up, "You're all so sweet. You're good husbands to your wives."
Goku smiled back at her, "Why thank you, Ma'am. I'm Goku." He stuck his hand out to her.
She shook it, "Hello, I'm Vanessa, Erasa's mother."
"Hi, I'm Gohan's dad." Goku replied.
"I know Mr. Satan, Videl's father and…" she narrowed her eyes at the lone man on the other side, "I know Kendal Sharpner." She looked at the men who were unfamiliar to her and said "His grandson is dating my daughter, his parents are never home, and it wouldn't surprise me if our kids got in trouble because of something he did. But anyway, may I ask who you all are?"
"Allow me, Vanessa. I know these guys kinda." Mister Satan interjected.
"This here, who you just met, is Goku. His son goes to Orange Star High School, with our kids." He said patting Goku on the back. Then he motioned toward Vegeta, being extra careful not to touch him, "This is Vegeta Briefs, his kids and Goku's kids are all good friends, er… at least that's what Videl says anyway." He leaned over and mumbled to her, "There's a rumor that says, he's some kinda long lost prince or somethin'." He gestured at Piccolo, "And this fella here is Piccolo. He's some kinda monk I think." He looked at Piccolo and asked, "You're that green boy's dad ain't ya?"
Piccolo knitted his brow ridges, "I can be."
"That's good enough for me." Erasa's mother said. "Pleased to meet you all." She glared at Kendal. "That is except you, why don't you people make that boy of yours behave and make him stay out of trouble?"
"Erik is a good kid" He sneered. "Your daughter and that obnoxious girl of Satan's are constantly dragging him and enticing him."
"Ha!" She sneered back and turned her head so she didn't have to look at the impossible man.
Just then all six teens walked out into the lobby from in the back. They were all looking at the floor and feeling ashamed; that is except for Erik Sharpner. He had a smug expression, as if he were proud of what happened, and he held his head high.
"Okay, let's go granddad. I have places to be and people to see." He said standing there impatiently.
"Dad, I am so sorry." Mirai could barely look Vegeta in the eyes, "I let things get out of control, and let you down."
"You didn't let me down. Tell me what happened later, okay. Let's just go home." Vegeta said, standing to lay a hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
'I'm proud of you Baby Doll; you're not letting your temper get the better of you.' Piccolo thought to his mate. Vegeta smiled to him and nodded silently.
Videl just ran and hugged her dad. "Dad!" She looked up at him. "Can Erasa spend the night at our house tonight?"
"Videl!" he smiled at his precious daughter, she was all he had left of his wife; she looked so much like her mother. "Are you okay? Did they do anything to you?"
She glared at Sharpner, "Only if you count acting like an idiot and trying to get us all to drink."
They all were starting to walk toward the doors. Goku just put an arm around Gohan's shoulders and neither one of them said anything. They didn't have to. Goku knew Gohan didn't do anything bad deliberately, and Gohan knew his dad would accept that he would make mistakes.
Erasa hung onto her mother's arm as they walked out onto the steps, "Oh my god, mom! Erik brought alcohol over to Mirai's house, and then started a fight with him. I broke up with him, please, please, please… let me spend the night with Videl."
Piccolo narrowed his eyes, 'Dende, what happened tonight?' he thought to him.
'Well, I believe everyone here, with the exception of Erik, learned a valuable lesson.' Dende thought back to him.
'And what was that?" Piccolo asked.
'I think everyone learned several things important in life. One is choose your friends wisely, and don't give into temptations that you know can get you in trouble. Another is discrimination is not funny; no matter who is doing it. The last thing is accepting that you, and everyone around you, make mistakes. Just be sure you learn from them and do you best to avoid making the same one twice.' He smiled, he may have been young, but he was still wise.
'Sounds like a lot for one night.' Piccolo thought.
'Not really. We're just good is all.' He thought beaming at the older Namekian. They stopped walking, still on the steps of the police station, when everyone else did not really paying attention engrossed in their mental conversation.
"Like I said Briefs, I completely blame all of this on your son." Kendal said raising his voice a little more.
"My son did nothing wrong! Your BRAT came to our house uninvited!" Vegeta yelled at the ridiculous man.
"shit." Piccolo said flatly. He was trying to get down to where Vegeta was but everyone was in the way.
Gohan, Mirai, Videl, Dende, and Erasa scooted to one side at the bottom of the steps. Mirai tried to shield Gohan, who was letting him, as he peaked over his shoulder afraid of a pissed off Vegeta. Dende was trying to do his best to shield the girls, for he knew quite well just how Vegeta could be.
Even Goku was upset that this man would have the nerve to say their boys caused all of this. And… exactly what did he mean calling him an uneducated redneck? "Look I don't know who you are, but our kids are not any of the things you are calling them."
"They're a bunch of fags!" Erik shouted over his grandfather's shoulder, "And Videl and Erasa are probably gay too! They're always hanging out too much and stuff. It's almost like Videl tries to control everything she thinks!"
"Now you listen here young man!" Erasa's mother raised her voice, "The only one who is a bad seed in this crowd is you!" Piccolo pushed her to the back to protect her from the wrath of the Saiyan Prince that he knew was beginning to boil over; he could feel it, if he could just reach him in time.
"Hey!" Hercule Satan Piped up. "You can't say that about MY Videl! You loud mouthed brat, you apologize to those girls right now!"
Vegeta clenched his fists in anger trying in vain to control it. "If you don't shut that BRAT up I will shut both of your mouths for you!"
"Shut your fucking mouth about shit you don't know anything about Sharpner!" Mirai yelled trying to distract and defuse his dad.
Kendal poked a finger in Vegeta's chest, "Don't you, or your bastard son, ever threaten my grandson again!"
The Z gang froze for a split second as their jaws hit the ground. Then everything happened in slow motion. Mirai turned and shouted at his friend, "Dende, get the women OUT of here dad's gonna go off!"
He wasted no time grabbing Videl and Erasa but couldn't get to her mother. Piccolo shook his head at him and shoved her back through the door behind him. They moved too fast for Hercule to see, except for the sparks they made when they paused for a split second.
Vegeta looked into Kendal's eyes as he grabbed the man's hand in his fist and broke it instantly with nearly no effort; his own eyes were blood red from anger. Kendal learned too late that it was not a good idea to judge a book by its cover. Vegeta was short but he had an unearthly strength. Kendal howled in pain. Sharpner was about to throw a punch at Vegeta but Goku blocked it easily with his palm; he didn't want the boy to get hurt even if he didn't like the kid.
Hercule jumped into the act and grabbed Kendal by the shirt. "You can't do that to my friends. I'll show you." He was going to use his famous martial art kicks on him when Piccolo grabbed him by the back of the shirt and tossed him aside out of the way, and away from Vegeta.
Piccolo touched him on the shoulder since he was not responding to any of the mental urges he was sending through their bond. He was teetering on falling into a Saiyan rage. Vegeta grabbed Piccolo's arm and threw him over his shoulder on top of Kendal and his no good grandson. "NOBODY WILL EVER TOUCH ME AGAIN!" In his mind he saw Zarbon go over his shoulder. He drew in a massive amount of energy making the ground shake and rocks and dust hover in mid-air. His hair turned a beautiful shade of gold as he went into super Saiyan mode.
Police began pouring out of the building with their guns and tasers aimed directly at Vegeta. Piccolo screamed "NOOOOO! Don't shoot him!" 'Gods please baby respond' he thought to him.
Kendal began screaming as loud as he could, "That man assaulted me! He tried to kill me!"
Every man who had a taser hit him with it. Vegeta howled as electricity surged through his body. It was short circuiting with the energy he'd pulled in. All he remembered was the torture he endured for years at Frieza's hands. The surge would have been enough to kill a human; Vegeta just gasped let go of his super Saiyan form and collapsed on the steps where he was.
Piccolo stared in shock. He knew he was alive; he could feel it, but there at the last Vegeta was scared. He could see flashes from his mind of chains, needles, being choked, and being tortured in general. He snapped out of it as cold hand cuffs were slipped around his wrists. "Vegeta" was all he kept saying to himself. He wanted so badly to carry his Little Prince out of here, to get him away from everything that was setting his PTSD off.
Goku looked odd with his hands cuffed behind his back. All of them were being arrested, right in front of their kids whom they had just picked up from jail. Goku looked at his son with black rimed red eyes; Gohan gasped as he realized his dad had gone to level four when he thought the prince was in danger. "Gohan listen to me. Go get Roshi and your Grandpa. They're the only ones who can get us out of this mess." It was all he could manage before he too was dragged off back through the doors for processing.
Gohan blinked too stunned to speak or move. Mirai touched his arm, "Gohan, are you okay?"
Gohan jumped, "Oh my God! Dad!" He looked at Mirai with panic in his eyes. "Dad got arrested!"
Mirai grabbed his arms holding him still. "Baby, it's okay. We're going to go do what he said. Calm down Gohan, It'll be alright."
Dende walked over and touched his sleeve. "Gohan, it'll be okay." He smiled at his best friend calming him instantly.
Gohan stopped shouting and took a deep breath. "Thanks Dende."
Videl looked at Mirai and smiled. "So, you two really are an item."
Mirai gave her a Saiyan glare, "Is that a problem?!"
Videl laughed, "No, chill out, I was just going to say you guys make a great couple." She smiled. "I don't care. He's awesome Gohan, you shouldn't keep him hidden."
"Heh… You really thing so Videl?" He blushed.
"You guys are so cute!" Erasa declared.
Mirai rolled his eyes, "That's great, but we don't have time for a bunch of girl's talk."
Erasa's eyes lit up, "You know what this means Videl?"
Videl and Erasa hugged each other and shouted, "Gohan's one of us! We have a new girlfriend!"
"Huh?!" Gohan gasped at their outburst and turned even redder across his whole face.
"Like I said, we don't have time for this. We have to go get the Ox King and Master Roshi!" Mirai said impatiently.
"Oh wow, can we like, hang out with you guys?" Videl asked.
Mirai looked a little irritated, "I don't care, but come on!"
Dende knew that Mirai was getting frustrated; mostly because he was scared for his dad more than he let on. "I have an idea, why don't you and Erasa come with me to the Lookout, Videl, while they do what they have to. Afterward, we can all meet up there again."
"Cool! I'd love to see where you live, Dende." Videl said taking his hand.
Dende blushed; a violet blue color spread across his cheeks, "Hehe. Sure, I'll show you all the gardens."
"Are you forgetting to ask me first?" Vanessa said as she came down the steps looking a bit disheveled from being unceremoniously shoved through the doors of the police station.
"No. Mom, please let me go with Dende and Videl. Nothing doing young lady, and Videl is supposed to come home with me as well." She looked at Videl. "Your father asked me to look after you until he comes to pick you up when he is released."
"Hey! Maybe Dende can come and hang out with us since his dad was taken in too." Erasa looked at her mom, "Please mom? We've all been through so much tonight. Dende can't go home and deal with it by himself."
Vanessa sighed. She knew her daughter's heart was in the right place and the boy seemed to be a good natured lad. "Alright, his father can pick him up from our house."
Dende smiled, "Thank you ma'am." He looked at Mirai and Gohan, "Can you guys have dad pick me up at Erasa's house?" 'Please you gotta do this for me guys; she's holding my hand' he thought to them.
'Alright, I'll have grandpa tell Piccolo where you're at' Gohan thought back to him, "Sure, I don't think your dad would mind."
"Thanks Guys." He turned and smiled careful not to show his fangs, "Thank you again for inviting me along, Ma'am."
"No problem, Dende. I'm just the chauffer." She smiled and herded the kids toward her shiny blue minivan.
"Come on, we gotta get dad and your dad and Piccolo outta jail." Gohan stared at Mirai with wide eyes still in a state of disbelief. "Did you see dad?! He was at level 4!"
"I know, probably because dad was headed there too. What the hell is wrong with everyone? Everybody keeps flipping out, even our kid brothers." He shook his head as he levitated into the air. "Let's just go and get Master Roshi first, then we'll go get your grandfather."
Gohan jumped up and took off across the sky, with his mate, toward the only adults they knew, other than Krillin, who were not locked up in jail right now. 'I'm really worried' he spoke soundlessly to Mirai.
'I know you are babe, but it'll be alright. Roshi and the Ox King will get them all out soon enough.' Mirai slowed a little and reached out to hold Gohan's hand as they flew.
'I just hope your dad is okay.' Gohan felt a brief twinge of worry seep through their bond before it was hidden again.
'Don't worry, in some ways, dad is stronger than all of us put together.' Mirai half smiled to his love.
Vegeta tried to focus on anything. His head hurt; he felt like he'd been stung by Frieza again. He felt himself being dropped onto a cushion of some kind; he tried to think of what had happened. Where the hell was he? It was like trying to hold water in a sieve. He cracked his eyes but his vision was still blurry. 'bars?' he thought to himself. Frieza hadn't put any of them in a cage for a long time. Why was he doing it now? He laughed drunkenly as it dawned on him why Frieza would do such a thing. "He must be having some sort of sport for his slimy friends"
Pure Saiyan can out of his mouth. The two officers who were walking out of the cell they'd dropped him, and the other one who looked like him, looked at each other. "Waddaya suppose that is?"
"I got no clue, sounds like drunk talk to me." The other replied as they shut the door.
"Serves em right, they look dangerous, them fellas do." The sound of their voices drifed away as they left.
Goku looked at Vegeta. He understood what was said. After being fused, and stuck together as one several times, he had been left with the knowledge of many Saiyan things; the language being one of them. "Lord Prince of all Saiyan's, are you well?"
The sound of another's voice shook him enough to a groggy state, "Where am I?"
"You're on planet Earth, my Prince. Relax a moment, you took a nasty hit but it should come to you." Goku answered. He was not letting go of his level 4 state till Vegeta was in his right mind again.
"Earth? Where the fuck is Earth? Never heard of it." He said looking confused. God his head hurt. "Who are you? I didn't know there were any others who escaped."
"You know me as Kakarot. My father was Bardok and Raditz was my brother." Goku answered again.
"Raditz is dead, or you wouldn't be here." He said it flatly. It was the only reason another of Bardok's offspring would be present and not Raditz.
"That is true my Prince. You should rest, I am here now to keep the Heir safe." Goku stood at guard near the cell door as Vegeta took his advice and closed his eyes.
Piccolo and Hercules were across the hall in another cell. They heard the whole exchange. Hercules sat gape mouthed. It sounded like a cross between a cat growling deep in its throat, and French whispered backwards. "Goku, is he alright?" Piccolo finally managed, shaking the sense of awe away. "What was that? Was that actual Saiyan?"
"Vegeta is fine Piccolo. He just doesn't remember where he is right now. Let him sleep a little and he'll be okay." Goku answered in a deep husky voice which was the trade mark of holding onto this much energy. He didn't intend to let go of it till he knew everyone was safe. Instead of being a night to remember this had become the night of the living hell; for everyone.
Piccolo couldn't take his eyes away from him. He could feel the pain and confusion Vegeta felt through their bond. From here there was just nothing that could be done to help it. As soon as they were free he could have Dende take care of his headache at least. At that moment the police burst through the incarceration wing doors towing two loud, rude, men. One young, the other an old man. Piccolo rolled his eyes. 'Great, just what we need! Those two better shut the fuck up or "I" am going to rip the tongues right out of their fat, hollow, pumpkin heads!'
Goku smiled exposing his long, saber sharp, level 4 teeth in their direction. 'Don't worry Piccolo, I won't let anything else happen to the Heir.' He thought to his friend.
The two were fussing at and resisting the officers who were simply trying to put them in a cell while they waited for someone to come and pay their bond out. "Yeah, that's what they all say, sir" The same officer from before said to the old man. "Tell it to the Judge, I'm just doin my job here, you should be a better example for this here boy." They opened the cell door next to the one Piccolo and Hercule were in and almost had to push them into it.
"You could have injured my hand even more, no thanks to that monster thing over there!" Kendal pointed to the passed out Vegeta. Both officers just ignored it and left without saying another word.
"Well, this is just great, Grand-dad. I just got out, and I had to go right back in. My whole night has been ruined. All Videl had to do was tell that idiot Gohan to fuck off and none of this would have happened." Sarpner mouthed off.
Goku narrowed his black rimmed red eyes at the boy and simply said, "Gohan is my son and he is no idiot."
Sharpner sat down on the edge of the cot and shut his mouth remembering what Brief's dad did to his grandfather's hand. 'If he was able to do that like it was nothin' I sure as hell don't want to piss this one off. I won't make the same mistake grand-dad did.' Goku's tail twitched even more irritably. 'He looks as if he read my mind' Eric thought to himself.
Goku chuckled and turned away from them back to Piccolo. "The boys should be reaching Roshi's soon and then they can get the Ox King and come back here and get us all out."
"If Roshi can manage to not act like a senile old man for more than five minutes." Piccolo said pessimistically.
The light sparkled in Goku's eyes again and he smiled and laughed. "We'll see. I just hope they hurry up. I don't like this place; it's cold in here."
"Goku did what?!" Krillin asked in disbelief.
"It's like I told ya," Gohan said hurriedly, "Dad, Vegeta, and Piccolo got arrested for fighting with Sarpner's grandpa on the steps of the police station!" He was exasperated and wished he didn't have to explain the same thing to everybody over and over. "Master Roshi can you go a little faster?"
"Vegeta I can believe, but Goku?" Krillin shook his head.
"It's true though, and we still have to go get the Ox King too." Mirai said. He was getting impatient.
Roshi appeared from his bedroom finally; he was dressed in his suit, the one he always wore to the world martial arts tournament. "Finally!" Gohan said throwing his hands in the air. "Come on, I'll fly you Master Roshi."
"Now wait just a minute. Nothin doin boys. We'll take 18s flight car, I don't like all that flyin around out in the open, besides, we have to get the Ox King as well."
"Oh my gosh, that'll take longer!" Gohan shouted excitedly.
Mirai laid a hand on his shoulder thinking, 'It's okay babe; we'll make it in time."
They piled into the car with Roshi in the driver's seat. "I don't trust young people driving." He turned the radio on to a station that sounded like something you'd hear in a department store or an elevator.
Mirai put his hands over his face and shook his head. 'You have got to be kidding me.' He thought to Gohan.
Gohan rolled his eyes, 'God, not old people music'. He thought agreeing with his mate.
They all started off at more than ten miles below standard air car speed limits. Master Roshi hummed along with the music he had set to play in the car.
About half way through their ride, Gohan asked "Can we turn the air on Master Roshi?", it was getting a bit stuffy.
"No. That uses up too much energy." Roshi replied.
"Can we at least roll down the windows?" He asked in disappointment.
"Sure..." Roshi said. Gohan immediately hit the switch on the power window. "As long as you don't crank it down too far." Roshi finished.
"Ahh" Gohan groaned as he took his finger off the switch. 'It's hot in here. Are you hot too?' he mentally asked Mirai.
'Gohan, I am about to burn up to a cinder, and this music is making me crazy' Mirai answered. About that time Roshi passed a lot of gas. It made the whole car smell like rotten eggs.
Roshi chuckled, "Ooops. Sorry boys." He rolled his window down about another inch.
Gohan gagged. Mirai sat like a stone statue with wide eyes and an expressionless face. 'I've smelled dead rotting things that weren't this bad' Mirai thought.
Gohan pinched his nose, he couldn't help it. 'It wouldn't be so bad if we could roll the windows down more than two inches.'
Finally after almost forty-five minutes they finally touched down in front of the Ox King's castle. Gohan and Mirai practically flew out of the car. Gohan was already pounding on the door as Master Roshi was getting out.
"Grandpa! Grandpa!... Open the door! You gotta help, dad's in trouble!" Gohan didn't stop pounding on the door till it opened. The second it did, he was inside leaving the others standing there.
"Gohan! What on Earth is wrong, son?" The Ox King looked out the door and waved the others inside, "Please come in, Master Roshi. What's going on? What's this about Goku being in trouble?"
"Grandpa!" He hugged him when the large man wrapped his arm around him but quickly went on. "We got arrested because of this stupid kid from school and then dad and Vegeta and Piccolo came to get me, Mirai, and Dende out of jail and then Vegeta got in a fight and Dad and Piccolo tried to stop it and they all got arrested right there on the police steps!" Gohan took a deep breath, "Dad told us to go and get you and Master Roshi to get them all out of jail and we went and got Master Roshi and now you have to come with us you gotta get dad out of jail if mom finds out she's gonna flip out." He took another deep breath, "Oh yeah. Goten and Trunks are with Krillin and Marron and you have to tell Piccolo he's gotta pick Dende up from Erasa's house." He finished.
The Ox King just blinked and looked at Roshi having barely understood anything Gohan said. "Did I understand that right? Is Goku really in jail?"
"Apparently these two were having some kind of party over at the Capsule house and one of the kids they invited had alcohol." Roshi shook his head. "From any sense I can make of this mess, the boys went to get them out of jail and ended up getting arrested themselves."
"Oh goodness. Poor Goku." He patted Gohan on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Master Roshi and I will get your dad out of jail." He looked at Mirai, who was staying silent, and smiled. "We'll get your dad out too; and Piccolo." 'He reminds me so much of his father.' the aging Ox thought to himself.
"That isn't all that's happened tonight, I'm afraid I have some more bad news" Roshi said wishing he didn't have to break it to them. "The Son's house burned down tonight."
Gohan's eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out as Mirai caught him up in his arms. He looked up frustrated, "Can ANYTHING else go wrong tonight?!"
Gohan opened his eyes and Mirai set him back on his feet. "Master Roshi, please tell me that is not true."
"I'm afraid it is. I'm sorry, Gohan." He said patting his shoulder.
"All my stuff is gone?" He asked frowning deeply.
Roshi frowned himself and nodded. Gohan sat down on a chair at the table and stared blankly at nothing. The old Ox King looked at Roshi and then at Gohan, "Gohan, why don't you and Mirai take 18s car back and then go back to Capsule Corp and wait for us there."
Gohan just nodded. It was Mirai who spoke, "Thank you Sir. I think we all just need to go to bed and forget this night ever happened."
"I think you may be right, from the sounds of it. We'll take my air van and go straighten everything out. You kids take the car back and go on home, okay." He told Mirai as they walked back out to the car. He smiled at his grandson again, "Don't worry, we'll be back in two shakes of a lamb's tail."
Gohan simply nodded again, "Thanks Grandpa."
When the door was shut, Mirai took it up into the air and headed back toward Kami House. Roshi looked at the Ox King, "Come on, we gotta get a move on!" They quickly moved for the Ox King's air van and blasted off toward West City.
Vegeta sat up and rubbed his head. His hair was a tangled mess, he felt as if he had a hangover from hell, and he was sure someone had put a dead slug in his mouth while he'd been knocked out. It was bright and the cold made him shiver. He slowly became aware of a lot of eyes watching his every move; some out of fear, some out of worry. He looked up, "Am I the only interesting thing to see in this place?"
"You okay, Lord Prince?" Goku asked.
Vegeta got a good look at him for the first time since they'd been sitting there waiting on their kids. "I'm fine, Kakarot. You can let go, I'm not in any danger."
Goku nodded and let go of all the energy he'd been holding onto for the last few hours. Immediately the suffocating atmosphere in the whole room was lifted and everyone took a deep breath of what felt like fresh light air. Piccolo felt a twinge of jealousy because he couldn't be over in the next cell with his love.
'It's not like that at all, Green Man. Kakarot's family have been the guardians for the royal house of Vegeta for what on earth would be centuries. When he knelt to me the other day, he was accepting his place among his ancestral family.' He smiled faintly looking at his love.
'It's not that. I know there is nothing at all between you two. I just wish I could be over there with you...' he frowned a little, 'and I know you're cold'
Hercule, Kendal, and Eric had the feeling everyone else was talking yet no one was really saying anything. Goku interrupted them with his own thoughts, 'I can IT and bring you over here Piccolo. Then we'll just switch cells and I'll go over there with Hercule. They'll never know. We can just say they put us like that if they question it. Besides, they had us locked in here right?' Goku smiled his goofy grin.
"Can you?" Piccolo said aloud.
Hercule looked confused as always and asked, "Uh… Can I what?"
"Never mind forget I said anything, Champ." Piccolo said.
'Yeah, I can do that easy.' Goku said mentally.
Vegeta smiled sarcastically, 'It would make me happy just to have your cloak right about now.'
"You people are WEIRD!" Kendal spoke up finally. "There's something not right about all of you!" He looked at his grandson, "I don't want you around these people anymore; do you hear me, Eric!"
'I should have ripped that old man's tongue out while I had the chance.' Vegeta thought to them while glaring at the two in the other cell.
Piccolo smiled a sharp fangy grin and added, 'I could pop their heads like the unwanted pimples they are, if you like?'
Vegeta, Piccolo, and Goku all three seemingly laughed at absolutely nothing that should have been funny. It only served to make Kendal angrier. He glared at all of them, and said "What? You think that is funny? I am going to have a talk with my lawyer about all of this." He stared directly at Vegeta, "I am going to SUE you and your wife for damages and distress for this!"
This time it was Hercule who spoke up, "If you do that, I'll stand up for those kids and testify on their behalf that your grandson is a troublemaker, a bully, and has abused his girlfriend!"
It was Vegeta's turn to speak, "Go ahead, you pathetic, weakling human, I don't care what you say you're going to attempt to do. You'll get nowhere with it. That said, I don't want to see that boy's face anywhere around our home or Capsule Corporation or I will sue you for trespassing and slap you with a restraining order." With that the Prince totally ignored their very existence. 'Can you really bring him over here so we can be together, Kakarot?'
'Sure.' He thought as he smiled at both of them. He touched his fingers to his forehead and blinked out only to reappear in the cell with Hercule and Piccolo.
Piccolo smiled, "Thanks Goku."
"…But… how is that even… possible?!" Hercule stammered. "Is that some kind of illusion or somethin'?"
"Nope, afraid not my friend." Goku said still with his silly grin. He laid a hand on Piccolo's shoulder and blinked back out only for both to suddenly pop into the cell Vegeta was sitting in, before just as quickly Goku was back in the cell with Hercule. He sat down. "You don't mind if I sit over here with you do you Hercule?"
Hercule blinked, "Uh… uh… No not at all, Goku." He was still trying to process what had just happened.
Vegeta immediately grabbed the bottom of his cloak and wrapped it around himself. It was heavy yet felt as soft as fleece. Piccolo chuckled, "You're welcome, Little Prince."
The huge, green Namekian sat down on the cot next to him and leaned against the wall with a rather large grin.
"Freaks! You're all a bunch of freaks!" Kendal shouted. His grandson pulled him back down to sit next to him.
"Grand-dad, be quiet! I don't want to actually be booked and sent over to the prison. Just don't pay any attention to them." Sharpner said; at least one of the idiots had a shred of any kind of sense.
Vegeta shivered again and wrapped his tail around Piccolo's wrist. 'It's okay baby, I'll warm you up when we get home." Vegeta's stomach growled loudly. Piccolo chuckled softly with obvious love in his thoughts, 'And, we'll take care of that too.'
Goku's stomach chimed in seconds after Vegeta's. Everyone laughed except the two Sharpners. Vegeta snuggled down into his Green Man's cloak even more and thought to him, 'You're amazing and I love you.'
Goku smiled and chuckled teasing, 'Get a room.'
Vegeta smiled back, 'We have one right here. It's not our fault it has see-through wall or that you can hear what we're thinking.' He thought then said, "So, there!" he thumbed his nose at his best friend poking his head up from his nice warm place in his lover's cloak.
Goku had to laugh. 'I can't help it either! You're thinking too loud.'
"I could think louder for you if you like?' He had an evil smirk on his face and started thinking suggestive moaning noises. Goku burst with laughter.
Piccolo turned a dark shade of purple, "You two are pure evil, you know that right?" he said aloud.
"Yes, thank you." Vegeta said in a muffled voice deep inside his cocoon. Hercule decided it was best to just leave it all alone and not say anything.
To Be Continued…