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Chapita FIFTEEN DUDEZ! I'm so happy I might cry.

Anyway, Vegeta and Bulma meet. It's funny too.

AND alot of surprises too when everyone meets up.

Note-Locations:

East District-Goku's place, plus a bunch of woods

West City-Right next to Capsule Corp.

Roshi's Island-Southwest of East District

Gingertown-Above West City

You might need to know this so you can understand.

Rating For The Chapitata: PG-13-Language, Adult Situations, Suggestive Stuff-Roshi's here.

'-thinking

"-speaking

Memories and anger is what italics are for...Just saying.

Enter: Prince Vegeta no Ouji /Location: Earth

"Kuso! The damn thing had to erupt right when I landed. Of all times!" The twenty year old Saiyan Prince cursed as he leaped out of his SpacePod, examining the destroyed area around him. He hoped there hadn't been a dragonball around when this had happened.

He searched the area for any specific Ki. Nothing came up, so she sought out to the sky for further ground. He found very slight Kis down in the ground, but they were mere flickers-dying, so he ignored them, seeing as it was a waste of his tie to deal with half dead Earthlings. He soon found land with more definition to it, more building and landscape than before. There were no Kis there either, but he looked around anyway.

Smoke and fog graced the area, making it seem more dark and deadly then ever. Suddenly a Ki rose to his conscious, far to the south of him. He decided it was big enough for him to mess with, but it was still inferior, and obviously human. He flew over to its destination, spotting a uniquely blue splotch in the ground. So he landed to see what or who it was.

And it turned out to be another human, whom he guessed was female because of her endowments. So he picked her up out of the ground, examining the remnants around him. They were uninteresting, so he headed off back into some environment, tall but broken things sticking out of the ground, with bushy but burnt material on top of them. He rolled his eyes at how strange this planet was before placing the woman against the tree and headed off for more exploration.

Enter: Son Goku /Location: Earth-Unknown

"ChiChi! ChiChi! Where-Ah!"

Goku clutched his abdomen, a sharp pain erupting inside of him. He dropped to his knees, wishing he hadn't just tried to power up to find her, which was probably what triggeredthe painin the first place. So he had no choice but to find her the old-fashioned way.

She was unconsciousness when he found her, her cheek held many scratches, but her stomach looked untouched. He grasped onto her as he went back to what their house used to be. At least he would find some blankets or something. He placed her gently against the tree near their house before going into the pile of rubble and such. He came out with tattered blankets, but felt thankful that he even found something that wasn't completely ruined.

He sighed as he examined his wife's features, making sure there were any serious injuries on her. But he still couldn't help wondering if he could have prevented it, or if he started it. But he also felt excitement at the idea that another villain was out there. That meant some serious sparring.

So he sat next to his wife, embracing her with his arm, and fell into a carefree slumber.

Enter: Master Roshi and Crew /Location: Near East District

"Aw, darn! My HEAD! Jeez, I wonder what we did to Mother Nature this time..."

"Yep, and all my magazines as well..." Master Roshi added wistfully to Krillin's comment..

"Your head was empty already, Krillin."

"Oh shut it Tien!"

"Hey! You two better quit squabbling! We have to find Goku and ChiChi. And Bulma," Master Roshi reprimanded. Krillin's face contorted in painful fear.

"Oh man! BULMA! C'mon, do we really-"

"Krillin! I'm sure she wouldn't want to save you either, but we need her to find the dragonballs, this place is a mess," Tien cut him off sternly as he dived into the ocean. Krillin rolled his eyes and followed, accompanied by Roshi, who just hopped on his trusty turtle.

And with that, the trio headed onto their way to East District in search of humanity.

Enter: Piccolo /Location: East District

He floated atop of the ruins of wood as he meditated privately, trying to calculate the damages and such. He concluded that they would first have to secure the area, settle in, and then search for the enemy. If there was an enemy. But he doubted this was a common Earth response, as a planet. ChiChi had explained hurricanes and earthquakes, but this seemed more destructyive and extreme, by Earth's standards. If this was Namek, then what had just happened would only be shrugged off; disasters were fairly common among the alien planet.

He decided to contact Goku and tell him his plan. But that was when he felt a faint Ki approach him, which got bigger the closer it got. He narrowed his eyes, trying to pin point the individual, and he found out the person was strong. Apparently a Saiyan, by its power level. Around Goku's.

The person stopped in front of the Namek, a devious smirk among his features,"So...Namek has dumped its trash on Earth now. Well, both seem to fit, judging by their immense inferiority."

Piccolo shrugged in response,"Planet Vegeta must have the same problem, because they just dumped their garbage on me."

A scowl replaced the smirk," You are too mouthy for a Namek. What is your business here?"

"You tell me yours."

A slight curve graced his lips again,"You are quite conniving verbally, Namek. But what about physically?"

"Hmph. I would love to waste my time disgracing your kind, but there has been a crisis that I must maintain control of. Even you must understand that, Vegeta. Aren't you familiar wih planetary disasters?"

His eyes narrowed to slits,"You do not know me, Namek. And one more referrence to my planet's fate and I will have you whole."

"Is that a threat?"

"Consider it a promise," The Saiyan Prince responded curtly before jetting off past him. Piccolo growled; there was yet another nuisance on the planet.

Enter: Bulma Briefs /Location: East District woods

"Uhh...Where the hell..."

"Bulma."

"WHAAA! HOLY HELL! ...Oh, Piccolo. Hi."

He huffed and rolled his eyes, offering her his hand. She took it and got up looking up at him with questions in her wide eyes," Where am I? What happened? Are you evil?"

He folded his arms, looking indifferent to the situation,"You are at Goku's place, some kind of disaster, and...no."

"Whew! And this whole time I thought you killed me!"

"Hmm...Not likely, you're still breathing."

Now her hands were on her hips and her face contorted into a anger glare," Well, duh! I'm not that stupid! What, would you like me to NOT be breathing!"

"I...uh...meant nothing by-" Piccolo stammered, sweatdropping. But her face was still angry.

"I don't care what you mean! You men have no idea what you even saying when you open your dumbs mouths sometimes! Kami...what I have to deal with being a girl!" She added somewhat more calmly as she stalked off past Piccolo.

He did nothing but watch as she kept going. But then she stopped,"Uh...Where exactly are we going?"

His eyes closed as he pointed behind him.

Then her face broke into a smile of glee,"OH! Okay, my bad! Sorry, but I just woke up from a coma!"

She climbed into his arms, cradle style, before he flew off. She wasn't completely ready for the impact, and she squealed when her stomach had swirls of butterflies in it. She held tighter, her fear of heights catching up to her. The bursting excitement along with the heart-pumping fear in her chest made it even more difficult.

"JUST...DON'T DROP ME! OKAY!"

Piccolo only grunted in reply before she rolled her eyes. Soon, he slowed down, and the next thing she knew, she was on land again. Her hair was a mess, but she felt kind of refreshed.

"Wow! That was a little different from my planes! Do you think anyone saw my panties?" She asked innocently as she brushed something off of her clothing. Then she looked up to see Piccolo peeking through a bush.

"Hey...What-"

She stopped when she saw Goku and ChiChi sitting against a tree, both asleep as if nothing happened. She gasped at how romantic it was, but it was also shocking because, well, it was Goku. The same Goku who had taken off her panties off while she was sleeping. But she just hated how she always blushed when she thought of that...

She just fell for the wrong people sometimes.

"So...Do we wake them up?" She asked softly and timidly, praying to Kami the blush was gone. He gave her a stoic expression as he turned away from the bush.

"No...We wait until they wake."

"Well...Now what do we do?" She whined, making him growl irritably.

"We wait. Maybe you can practice patience for once." He replyed as he sat on a rock, arms folded.

She sneered at him before sitting on the grass-the burnt grass that was still hot. She audibly seethed at the heat, and jumped off of it, retreating to a rock by Piccolo's. Then she started to whistle her favorite tune as she held her chin in her hand.

"STOP WHISTLING!"

"Kami, sor-ree. Jeez," She grumbled as she dreaded the next hour.

Enter: Prince Vegeta no Ouji /Location: West City

"Ridiculous...The smug trash on this mudball planet...How degrading! I shouldn't even be here, I must have better things to do than this," He gurmbled as he flew further and further out into a much more technical area, a lot more advanced than the natural environment he was just in. He landed to investigate.

He did find some things. Like plates of steel with characters on it, pieces of strange parchment, and food. Not at all what he was used to, of course. But he still ate it, or as much as he could before spewing it out. He snarled at the poor food quality of the planet, which also consisted of plants. He wondered how such a weak species could live on something so revolting.

Suddenly, he remembered why he was there. A sneaky smirk graced his mouth before he went off, but then also saw that the damage to the planet was too much for him to search. A growl deep in his throat came up, but stopped when he felt a striking flicker of Ki. So he decided to follow it.

And again...he came upon the woman and the Namek, who had for some reason took sides. Then he recognized her as the person he had dragged out of the ruins earlier, the reason he did not know. And since he could tell she was from earth, he also knew that it would be fun to mess with her as well. So he landed, the Namek giving him a bored look, and the woman looking surprised.

"Who-Who are you?" She squeaked, but he would not answer her. He only glared at the Namek.

"Why are you here?" The Namek asked in monotone, arms folded and eyes closed in apparent meditation. Vegeta chuckled in a low voice.

"I am here because I know that you know where the dragonballs are, Namek. Since they did originate at that weak planet of yours, you would know."

"Who ever said I would tell you?"

"Hm...Perhaps the image of me blowing this planet into weaker bits than it already is."

"Well, the image said wrong. I have no idea where they are, and my planet has nothing to do with this," Piccolo growled.

"Yeah...You know, I doubt you would be able to see in this-" Bulma was cut off by the irate Prince.

"Shut up woman! I never asked for your input!" He felt shock run through him when she suddenly stood, a look of enragement on her face.

"How dare you call me that! I don't care what you ask for, you sexist MORON!"

His eyes grew big for a second, but then he registered what she had just called him, and he too became enraged,"Do you have any idea whatsoever who you are talking to!"

"No, and I don't care either!"

"Oh, you will care when the Prince of the Saiyans shoves a Ki blast halfway up your-"

"...Who's that?" Bulma interrupted with a naive look, his face growing blank for a second in shock.

"...ME!" He shouted at her, pointing at himself.

Piccolo rolled his eyes, then noticed how Goku was squirming around, most likely from the noise.

"Oh, yeah right! Puh-lease! The hell you are a Prince," She retorted at him, folding her arms stubbornly. His hands balled into fists as he became more and more infuriated.

"You are messing with the wrong person, woman!"

"And just how long is it going to be for you to NOT CALL ME THAT! If you would get your ears out of your ass, maybe you would get more respect from me."

"Ha! Fool! My ears are out in the open, where you can perfectly see them! Maybe if you quit with the false assumptions, you would get things correct for once!"

"Oh, ME-false assumptions! I'll have YOU know that I am the genius princess of an international empire!" She yelled, flaming.

" The hell you are, just like you're a Super Saiyan-"

"What? What's a Super Saiyan?" A new voice added to the heated arguement.

"Goku! You're awake!" Bulma ran to him, hugging him and such. But knowing that ChiChi was around, she kept it minimal. Goku gave a blank stare to the Saiyan Prince, who stared back.

"Hm...You must be a Saiyan as well," the Prince commented, a slight smirk on his face.

"Who wants to know?" Goku asked with suspicion. Well, as suspicious as someone like Goku could get.

"Nobody, because it's apparent that you are. Your Ki level says it, as well as your physique. I'm no fool when it comes to recognizing my own kind."

"So?"

"And you've heard of a Super Saiyan?"

"...Um, no, can't say I have! I mean...I think King Kai mentioned something, but...I didn't completely understand it," Goku replied much more calmly.

"Hm, I've never heard of this King Kai...But you've learn something about Saiyans, correct?"

"Yeah...Like the Tuffles, a little bit of the Frieza character-"

"You've heard of Frieza!" The Prince exclaimed.

"Uh, yeah I guess. I mean, he sounds powerful and everything, but I can't wait to fight him!"

Vegeta just stared, stupified, 'What is he thinking! Frieza is one of the most powerful beings in the galaxy-not even I could beat him. Shouldn't he be afraid for his life!'

"Hey Goku...Uh, what do we do now that everything's ruined?" The woman asked, breaking Vegeta's thoughts. Goku shrugged lightly. Piccolon decided to answer.

"We wait, make sure that there are no more threats," Piccolo glanced at the Prince for a moment,"Then we settle in, make sure that nothing else takes place. And if the enemy does not show up, then we retrieve the dragonballs."

"And if the enemy appears during the dragonball hunt..." Bulma trailed off.

"Then we fight him. It doesn't matter when he or she shows up."

"Or it," Vegeta added, thinking of Frieza.

"Kami, do you have to be so hung up on gender?" Bulma asked him irritatedly.

"What? You think I was gesturing to you when I said that?"

"I wouldn't be surprised!" She retorted.

"Neither would I, it would fit with your indescribably horrid looks."

Her mouth gaped open, her eyes burning with hot anger. Goku decided it was enough.

"Alright you two, that's enough. We really have a lot to do, and-"

"Well, if this pompous asshole would keep his mouth shut!" The woman pointed at Vegeta.

"Maybe it would do us all a favor if you shut yours as well, woman."

"Okay! Jeez, arguing will get us nowhere, guys. Just hang tight before we get somewhere, please?" Goku pleaded.

"Oh hey!" Her face brightened.

"What now?" Goku asked.

"I should probably make a new radar for you guys, if we're going to find the dragonballs again and everything. But I'll have to get to a village first."

"Bulma...Everything is ruined...," Goku pouted at her, Bulma's face falling.

"Well, I guess I could start from scratch..."

"No."

All of them looked at Vegeta, who had just blurted that out.

"All of you numbskulls follow me. I have equipment in my ship. If it wasn't destroyed by this dirtball planet."

"Hey!" She shouted at him defensively as they followed him.

Enter: Bulma Briefs /Location: Gingertown

She was really boiling now. How dare this guy just pop on this planet and address her like some slave, as if he knew her. She looked up from the ground to find him watching.

"What the hell are you looking at?" She snarled.

"Tsk, nothing I enjoy looking at, believe me. But you have some skill in the technology department, correct?"

"Yes...," She said slowly, not following where this would go.

"Good. Then you will provide us with your services, and help us find the dragonballs."

"I'm no slave!" She boomed at him.

" I don't care. You should consider it a privilege working under me."

"Psh, please. I would rather drop dead-" Bulma mumbled under her breath.

"WHICH could be an option for you, if you like!" He cut her off as she stared at him, stunned. Did she really say it that loud?

"Fine. Whatever. But I better get something out of it," She threatened as she kept walking behind the others.

"Your damn planet in safety as a result," He shot back at her while she glared. Then he turned and continued. It was at least ten minutes of walking until they found the thing.

He went inside of it, which she thought was a ship of some sort, as Bulma walked around it in awe. Its pattern of physics looked incredibly complex, and yet easy to understand and put together. She ran a hand over the slightly burnt steel or whatever it was, her eyes wide with wonderment.

"Are you quite finished?" She heard his sneering voice ask.

She shot angry slits at the Prince, who glared back. Then she went back with the others. He set down the fragments from his arms and onto the ground. Instantly, she went through them, studying every piece of information she could get.

"Wow...The Saiyans must possess high scientific knowledge to make something like this. I can barely understand it!"

"Yes, and that does hold some of our language in there. I suppose I could translate it for you, if you are too idiotic to do it yourself."

She growled,"Alright Prince pain in the ass, I think we all got your point on how stupid I am!"

"Good. For a change."

"AARRGH!" She grabbed all of the pieces and went back to Piccolo's arms, where they set off again back to East District.

Now see? I thought it was funny. Then again, being the author, I'm not really sure how you guys see it. But I hope you liked it, and you better tell me so in your review.

And Bulma was not sex crazed in this chapter, now was she! HMMM...

Oh yeah, they forg--I MEAN...LEFT ChiChi back at East District. Uhh...ChiChi don't kill me please. It's their fault.>

Dammit, that review is still bothering me. Just because I say you guys should review more, doesn't mean you have to criticize it that DEEPLY! rrrrrr...

Pplz pplz pplz...;P

Next chapita: Settling in will be harder than usual, especially when you're not allowed to fly! Muhahaha...I make things so difficult for them.

Baiz. ;)

I hope you B/V-lovers are happy with this beginning. I really hope so. But they won't fight too long, if I'm nice, HEE HEE!

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