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Chapter five: Located

"Okay, thanks Dad, love you too," Bulma grinned widely as she hung up the phone. "Another 30,000 zeni coming our way, that should be more than enough to take care of whatever parts I need."

"Good, the sooner we get that damn device of your fixed the sooner we come to finding my dragonballs," Vegeta told her as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed. "And the sooner I can be rid of this abhorrent planet."

"Harsh," Bulma said. "You know, if you weren't such a jerk I would be a lot nicer to you. Who knows, maybe I might like you. You are a little cute after all."

"W-What are you..." Vegeta growled turning away from her to hide his red face. This earthling girl! Making such a fool out of me. And what the hell does she mean by 'little'?

"Okay Vegeta, pick me up and fly me to the nearest town." Bulma ordered. "We need to get some shopping done quick."

Vegeta quickly snapped his head back toward her giving her his 'are you serious?' look. "Do it yourself," Vegeta told her. "I am not your personal chauffeur. I the royal one here, if anything it's you that should be transporting me to my destinations."

"Ugh, would you stop that already?" Bulma sighed. "You need to realize you're not on your obviously primitive planet anymore, jeez. Your parents must be so proud of you."

Vegeta's ears twitched at that last remark as he pointed a finger at her, immediately Bulma jumped backwards when she saw a light green energy ball begin to form. "Whoa whoa!" Bulma said flailing her arms. "What's with you all the sudden?"

Vegeta snarled at her before lowering his glowing finger and walking off. "Tch, you're not even worth the trouble." he mumbled going up the stairs. "Do not bother me until Kakarot and the Warrior Girl return." With that he entered into a random room and slammed the door nearly breaking it off the hinges.

"Did...Did I say something wrong?" Bulma asked herself.

Turles chuckled to himself at the masterpiece he was currently putting together on his canvas. "Hey Raditz, where's the fresh clay we found?" he asked.

"Top shelf," Raditz answered him not looking away from the monitor. "What the hell are you doing anyway?"

"Giving Nappa some treatment," Turles answered him taking a large bite out of his fruit. "Where's that little brat of yours, shouldn't he be training or something?"

"Hmph, that child doesn't seem to want it," Raditz answered. "He refuses to do any sort of training, he keeps saying he doesn't feel like it. Reminds me a lot of Kakarot actually."

"Awww," Turles grinned. "Big brother longs to find his little brother."

"Kakarot is the only blood I have left," Raditz told him. "I have practically raised the runt since our father, Bardock, died when Planet Vegeta was blown up by that asteroid. Despite what you or most sayains think, I do value my little brother's life...maybe even more than my own."

"Siblings," Turles said. "They make each other so soft for one another, almost as bad as women when you think about it. I for one don't care about anyone but myself."

Raditz smirked. "Not even your own sayain brethren?" he asked.

"Well you guys aren't so bad," Turles said biting his fruit again. "I see you all as comrades, people I see worthy of fighting side by side with me. But of course, it wouldn't bother me at all to kill any of you, even Prince Vegeta."

Raditz froze for a second before slowly turning to Turles who had already been looking at him. "I won't allow it," Raditz told him.

"Oh Radtiz," Turles smirked. "Whatever could you be talking about?"

The two stared at one another for a while before Turles tossed the remainder of his fruit into his mouth. "By the way I've been meaning to ask," Raditz spoke. "What the hell have you've been eating this whole time? I don't remember stocking the kitchen with that fruit."

Turles kept his smirk. "It's just a simple fruit I've got stocked in my own room," Turles told him. "They're from a tree I had a long time ago, I'm thinking about growing it again..."

"Commander Zarbon sir!" a soldier bowed before Zarbon. "We have information pertaining to the missing sayains."

"And?"

"We've located them sir," the soldier told him. "Three of them are currently in orbiting through a galaxy called the Milky Way. The other two seem to be on a planet in said galaxy called Earth."

"I need their names," Zarbon told the soldier. "Who is where?"

"Y-Yes sir," the soldier looked at the sheet of paper in his hands. "The ones called Nappa, Turles and Raditz are in space while Kakarot and Prince Vegeta are on Earth."

Zarbon grinned to himself and folded his arms. "I see," he headed for the door. "Relay this message to Dodoria and tell him to meet me at the docks in an hour. We're heading to catch those space monkeys." "W-What about the two on earth?"

"I can handle it,"

Zarbon looked to see an indigo-skinned, scaly, fish-like creature bowing before him. "Cui," Zarbon spoke. "You wish to go to Earth?"

"Yes sir," Cui answered. "Vegeta is my rival, I've craved the day where I could put him in his place."

Zarbon looked down at the elite soldier and continued walking through the door saying "Do what you will."

"Thank you sir."

"How much farther?" Kakarot asked as he flew over the oceans.

"I don't know, Master Roshi said mountain range and there are a lot of those," Chi Chi answered. "Maybe we should try different Cardinal Directions?"

Kakarot suddenly stopped flying and gave her a weird look. "Try what now?"

"You know, like on a compass?" The sayain cocked his head in confusion. "Uhh, just follow my finger." Chi Chi sighed.

"'Kay!"

He continued his speedy flying toward their destination before suddenly stopping again. "What is it Kakarot?"

"Down there..." Kakarot stared below him. "There's more humans."

Chi Chi looked to see three people below them on a small island, one of them appeared to be a young man around Bulma's age, the other seemed to be to older men that looked rather afraid. "Hey look," Chi Chi said. "I think they're being robbed!"

The young man pulled out a blade and held out his palm as if he were expecting something. "Are they in danger?"

"Yes Kakarot! We gotta help them," Chi Chi said.

Kakarot looked at Chi Chi then back down at the people. "M-My big brother told me never to meddle in other people's affairs," he spoke. "He said it's one of the fastest ways to die."

"But Kakarot," Chi Chi pleaded. "You can't just let something like that happen...especially someone as strong as yourself."

Kakarot contemplated it for a moment before nodding his head and flying down to the island, once they landed, Kakarot put Chi Chi behind a tree and walked toward the robber.

"This is all?" the young man groaned digging through the purse. "Nothing more than simple change and some useless capsules. What else are you hiding?"

"N-Nothing," one of the men said. "Please don't hurt us...w-we were just passing by and-"

"Hey!" Kakarot's voice caused the young man to promptly turn to face him. "What are you doing to these earthlings?"

"And who are you?" the young man asked.

"My name's Kakarot," the sayain spoke. "Who are you?"

The young man smirked. "I'm the King of all scavengers," he said. "You may call me Yamcha."

"What are you doing to those humans?" Kakarot demanded.

Yamcha held the sword at him. "Never mind them," he said. "Hand over all of your money and capsules, if you want to live that is."

Kakarot's ears perked up as a huge grin plastered on his face. "You seem kinda strong, alright then let's fight."

"It's your funeral." Yamcha said as the two launched toward one another.

Vegeta sat on top of the Kame House and glared at the ocean, what he wouldn't give to get off this wretched planet once and for all, after he blew it up of course. "However I am intrigued by these 'dragonballs'," Vegeta said to himself. "This might actually be a key component in attaining my goal."

"Ah I see, so you do have a reason for looking for the dragonballs," Bulma suddenly said making Vegeta flinch a bit.

"Did I not make myself clear?" Vegeta growled not looking at her. "You were not to bother me until Kakarot returns."

"Well it's kinda boring right now on this crummy island," Bulma admitted. "Besides, bothering you is a lot more fun than hanging out down there with that old pervert."

"Putrid man," Vegeta said to himself. "Vile people like that need to be set aflame."

"For once we agree with one another," Bulma smirked sitting next to him. Vegeta gave her a warning glare but she didn't seem to notice it, she was too busy staring out at the sea. "So," Bulma began. "What are you gonna wish for, you know, when we find all seven dragonballs?"

"You're too annoying," Vegeta said.

"Oh come on, I just want to make conversation," Bulma said. "You know it wouldn't kill ya to act a little more friendly. I don't know how they do things on your planet but on here-"

"Tch, like I care how you humans do things on this planet."

"See? There you go again, you're far to harsh on others." Bulma told him. "You'll never get a girlfriend at this rate."

Again, the Prince blushed once more while growling "Shut up!"

Bulma started to laugh hysterically at this prompting Vegeta to give her a look. "I fail to see how any of this is humorous."

Bulma ceased her laughing and gave Vegeta a nudge. "You know what, Vegeta?" Bulma smiled. "I think I can grow to like you."

Vegeta's face got even redder as he abruptly stood up yelling "T-This is not the time for jokes!" He then quickly flew off toward the ocean leaving Bulma alone on the roof with a big smile on her face.

"No one said I was joking you know." she said to herself before sticking out her tongue. "Just kidding!"

A/N: Sorry for the long wait and very short chapter to anyone who is still reading this, but I'm was backed up with other work. I'll continue to update this as fast as I can though now that it's summer.

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