VFC: Uh…What should I say this time…? Um… how about this? Ahem… DOT, DOT, DOT! O.o;
"Talking" 'Thinking/Flashbacks/dreams…etc.' Saiya-go (A/N: Author's Notes)
One Girl, One Wish
Chapter Two: Planet Vejita
"So here we are
Fighting and trying to hide the scars
I'll be home tonight, take a breath and softly say goodbye
The lonely road, the one that I should try to walk alone
I'll be home tonight take a breath and softly say goodbye"
– Breaking Benjamin: Here We Are –
Goku blinked, he didn't really understand what was going on, and he didn't feel like asking—he figured he wouldn't understand even if someone explained what was going on.
He put his hands behind his head as he looked to his friends, Vegeta, and the king. Bulma stared blankly at the ground seeming to be lost in thought, Yamcha was looking depressed, Puar was trying to comfort him, Vegeta was muttering obscenities under his breath, and the king was glaring at his son.
"Vegeta," King Vegita said, "Why don't you escort Miss…ah…" he trailed off
"Bulma…" Bulma said softly.
"Ah, Miss Bulma. Escort Miss Bulma to the palace. Show her around while you're at it…" the king continued. "Oh and…try to be polite to her…" the king said sternly, glowering down at his son.
Vegeta growled in displeasure, "Fine, fine… Come on Woman…"
Bulma sighed heavily and scowled at Vegeta making him smirk, "My name… is not…WOMAN!! It's Bulma! B-U-L-M-A, BULMA!"
"Whatever, Bloomers. Just hurry up!" Vegeta said with a sinister smirk on his face as he began heading towards the palace. For some unknown reason, he loved pissing this girl off. Bulma growled as she trudged angrily behind Vegeta.
King Vegita sighed. "Well," he said to the remaining three, "you may have a look around the city if you desire. Since you are acquaintances of the princess-to-be, you have permission to enter and exit the palace whenever you wish. The palace is located just beyond that mountain over there." King Vegita pointed to a mountain in the west. "I shall be at the palace should you need to speak with me. Farewell." this being said, the king ascended into the air and flew off to the palace.
Yamcha blinked in astonishment, "Whoa, these people can fly! I wonder if they could teach me sometime…" Yamcha grinned as he thought of himself gliding through the air.
His fantasy was interrupted by Puar tugging on his shirt sleeve, "Yamcha? What happened to Goku?" she asked.
"Goku…? Yeah…he…he's over there…" Yamcha said, still in his little dream world.
"Yamcha! Snap out of it!" Puar said as she slapped Yamcha's cheek with her small blue paw.
Yamcha finally came back into reality, "Huh?! What…? Puar?"
Puar sighed in relief and slight annoyance, "Yamcha, where's Goku?"
"Goku?" Yamcha glanced around, "He was right here a minute ago…"
Puar panicked, "Should we look for him?"
Yamcha chuckled, "Don't worry, Puar. We'll find him later when he has passed out from hunger!"
Goku was wandering around the Saiyan city with his hands still behind his head. He had noticed that all the people of this planet had tails just like he had, so he wondered if he was a Saiyan as well………Nah…He couldn't be……Could he…?
Goku had no idea that someone was gazing at him from an alleyway. It was someone who he should have known but had forgotten, it was his older brother, Raditz.
'I thought that kid I saw earlier was Kakarrot…now I'm certain that it was him…' Raditz smirked, 'Perhaps I will tell Father…' Raditz continued to smirk as he disappeared down the alleyway.
Suddenly, the fourteen year old boy thought he heard a noise—footsteps maybe? The noise had come from an—what Goku thought was empty—alleyway. So, being the curious boy he was, he decided to investigate. He tiptoed into the alley and came to a broken door. Goku could hear voices inside, so he decided to listen in…
"You're sure it was him?" asked one of the voices.
"Yes, Father, there's no mistaking it; it was him…" another voice replied, this voice sounded a bit familiar.
"I see… Where is he now?"
"He's looking around the city… this is his first time on Vejita…"
"Second time…but I'm sure he doesn't remember…he was only an infant…"
"Hm. Would you like me to find him, Father?"
"Yes… and bring him here when you do, I want to ask him some questions…"
"I understand, Father…"
Goku heard footsteps. He guessed that one man exited the room, leaving the other alone to ponder his own thoughts.
The man in the room was thinking to himself, 'Kakarrot…My son…why didn't you purge the planet you were sent to…? Is it because you are weak? My own sonweak?! Or maybe…' The man's pondering was interrupted by a small noise, a sneeze? The man scanned the room, searching for the source of the noise. "Show yourself," he said sternly.
Only moments after, a small figure appeared out of the shadows, it's head bowed. The man examined the figure and found it to be a small boy with black hair spiking up in several, outrageous directions wearing an orange gi.
The man gasped, "Kakarrot?!"
Goku blinked, "What? My name's Goku, I'm not this Kaka-whatever guy!"
"Kakarrot…?" the man said, confusion in his voice, "What's wrong with you?"
Goku scratched his head, "Uh… nothing's wrong with me… I'm fine! Why do you keep calling me Kaka-whatever? I told you that my name's Goku!"
The man stared at the small boy, his mouth slightly agape, "Don't you remember…? Your name, your heritage…, your own father…?"
Goku nodded his head, "My name's Goku, I'm from Earth, and my Grandpa told me that my parents were gone."
The man shook his head in disbelief, "You really don't remember…" the man sighed.
Goku tilted his head to the side a little, "I don't even know what I'm s'posed to be rememberin'…Are you sure you don't have me mixed up with someone else, Mister?"
The man shook his head and sighed, "Alright Kid, let me tell you something… Your parents aren't gone…"
Goku grinned excitedly, "Really? Can I meet 'em?"
The man smirked, "Yep."
Goku's grin became larger, "Really? When? Where?"
The man continued to smirk, "How about right here, right now?" Goku nodded excitedly, "Well Kid, you're looking at your father right now, it's me, Bardock."
Bulma was out of breath and tired of walking, "Are…we…there yet…?" she asked in between breaths.
Vegeta growled, "For the last time, no we are not!" he sighed as he put his fingers to his forehead. He put his hand down as he sighed once more, "Come here……"
Bulma tilted her head, "Huh?"
Vegeta scowled, "Well, do you want to get there faster or not?"
Bulma nodded, "Yes, but how?"
"Just come here, and I'll show you…" Vegeta said, slightly irritated.
"Are you planning to rape me?" Bulma said as she folded her arms. Vegeta growled deeply, "Hey, hey, I was just kidding! Chill out!"
"Fine then… I'll go the quick way and you can walk…" he said as he glared at the teal haired teenager.
Bulma gasped, "No, no, no!! Take me with you, please?! I'm tired of walking!" she pleaded.
"Then get your ass over here!" Vegeta barked.
"Ok, ok! I'm coming! Hold your horses…" Bulma said as she walked towards the hot-headed prince. Vegeta blinked, "What?" Bulma asked, "Is there something on my face?!" Bulma panicked as she covered her face with her hands.
Vegeta shook his head, "No………What the hell is a 'horse'?"
"Phew…" Bulma put her hands down and began to explain what a horse was, "Well…" Bulma began, "a horse is…an animal from Earth with four legs, it has a mane and a tail, and instead of toes it has hooves. Umm… You can ride them around…" Vegeta was looking a bit baffled, "Never mind…" Bulma said, "It would be easier to show you…" Bulma put her hands behind her back, "Sooooo… how are we getting to the palace faster?" she asked, changing the subject.
Vegeta looked to the sky, "By flying…"
"Like with a plane?" Bulma asked.
"No… with ki…" Vegeta replied.
"Ki….?"
Vegeta sighed, "Energy……"
"Oh……?" Bulma stared at him blankly.
Vegeta stared back apathetically, "…Just come here…"
"Erm… Ok…" Bulma said as she slowly walked closer to Vegeta.
Vegeta put his arms around Bulma's waist making her turn a bit pink, "Now hold on………or not… I really couldn't care less if you fell to the ground and landed in a mangled heap…" he said, smirking.
Bulma glared at him, "If you drop me, my ghost will haunt you forever……" she said as she put her arms around Vegeta's neck.
Vegeta "hmphed" as he raised his ki and took flight.
Bulma gasped, she had never flown outside of a jet before. It was sort of frightening, but oddly she felt safe with Vegeta. She knew he wouldn't drop her……or at least she hoped he wouldn't……
Bulma tightened her grip and decided to make some kind of conversation, but…what should she talk about? "So um… Vegeta… Uhhh…. What's your umm… favorite color…?"
Vegeta raised an eyebrow, "Why would that matter…?"
"I'm just trying to break the silence here!" Bulma argued.
Vegeta sighed, "Fine… I guess… Dark blue…or black……………This is pointless…"
"Well, it's better than silence!" Bulma frowned, "…You should ask what my favorite color is to make this more interesting!"
"But I don't care…"
"Well, you're no fun!"
"Well, good for me…………"
"Meanie!" Bulma stuck her tongue out.
Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Bitch…"
"Jerk!"
"Babbling witch…"
"Boring man!"
"Annoying harpy…"
"MONKEY!"
"What the hell is a 'monkey'…?"
"NEVER MIND!!"
"…Bitch…"
"OK, STOP IT!" Bulma screamed making Vegeta chuckle.
"There it is…" Vegeta said, still chuckling a little.
Bulma momentarily forgot her anger as she and Vegeta began to descend. They released each other and Bulma ran forward a bit to look at the enormous palace ahead of them. She gazed at the palace in amazement, "This is where you live?!"
Vegeta shrugged, "Most of the time…"
Bulma glanced back at Vegeta, "What do you mean, 'most of the—" but before she could finish her question, Vegeta began to make his way toward the palace. "Hey, wait up!" Bulma said while running after him.
When the two arrived at the front entrance, the guards bowed and one spoke, "Ah, prince Vegeta, welcome back… And you must be… Miss Bulma, right? Go on inside."
"Uh… thanks…" Bulma said as she and Vegeta walked inside.
Once inside, Bulma's eyes grew wide and her jaw dropped, "It looks even bigger inside!!"
Vegeta rolled his eyes, "Whatever…"
"So…" Bulma began, "Where will I be staying?" she asked.
"In the room next to mine…" Vegeta replied apathetically.
"Oh…" Bulma stared at him quite blankly for a while, "…and… where is that…?"
Vegeta sighed in annoyance, "We're getting there………"
"Geez…sorry…"
They walked down the hall for what seemed like forever until they reached a door. "This is it…" Vegeta said as he opened the door revealing a nice room with a large bed, a dresser, and a door leading out to a balcony. There were other things too, but Bulma didn't really seem to care at the time. She was too exhausted.
"You'd better get some rest…We have to plan shit tomorrow…" Vegeta said.
"Yeah, ok…" Bulma said as she yawned, "Well…good night Vegeta."
"Whatever…" Vegeta said as he turned to leave.
"Hey!" Bulma said loudly, stopping Vegeta. "You should say goodnight to someone when they say it to you!" she spat. Vegeta couldn't distinguish whether her words held anger, disappointment, or simple annoyance—he honestly didn't really care which it was.
Vegeta grumbled, "Fine………Goodnight…"
"Goodnight, who…?" Bulma asked as she smirked.
"Goodnight……Bulma……" Vegeta said, feeling drowsy and not really wanting to fight at the time.
Bulma smiled at Vegeta as he left the room. Somehow she knew that this had caused him to roll his eyes at her. She yawned once more as she clambered into the bed. She found the sheets soft, silky, and luxurious; much different from the ones she was used to at home.
She didn't seem to care about sleeping in her clothes tonight. She could barely keep her eyes open, and she probably wouldn't be able to find the capsule that contained her clothes because of her exhaustion. She laid her head down on the pillow, and sleep instantly over came her.
Vegeta sighed as he entered his own room. If he mated Bulma, then he would be one step closer to becoming king, and he wasn't ready for that yet.
Vegeta sighed yet again, "Just one mess after another…"
VFC: I'm still not completely satisfied with this chappie... Oh well...