Disclaimer: I don't own anything to Dragonball Z

A/N: Ok, children, those of you who don't like lemon can come out from behind the sofa now. There's a bit of a Bulma/Vegeta scene at the end, just because I love them so much as a couple.

Chapter 10

Appura's Final Test

Goku smiled softly as he saw Gohan give Appura a quick kiss. The pair had openly admitted what they had done when Goku and Chi-Chi had come home three weeks before. Not that they could really hide it from Goku. His Saiyan sense of smell meant he could detect that unique combination of sweat and pheromones that could only be attributed to two teenagers having sex the second he and Chi-Chi returned. Chi-Chi was unsure on what to feel. On the one hand, she was thrilled that Gohan had found himself a girlfriend, on the other hand, she didn't know if she could trust Appura because she was Saiyan. Goku thought it was a great idea, the last two Saiyan families united.

The reason for Gohan's little public display of affection was that it was his first day of university and he was about to head off to Satan City. Goku had on last lesson planned for Appura and she was definitely not going to like it. Today was the day. He was going to take her to the Hyperbolic Time Chamber for the last of her training. He watched his son press a kiss to his girlfriend's forehead and then take to the air, heading north towards Satan City.

"Appura," Goku said firmly. The girl turned her head slightly to look at her teacher.

"Yes?" she said.

"It's time." Appura nodded and picked up the pack that had been resting next to the front door. She'd been preparing for this ever since Goku had first mentioned it. A whole year of intense training. A whole year. She jumped when she felt Goku's hand on her shoulder. "Hold on," said Goku, raising two fingers to his forehead. Appura felt in the familiar sensation of Instant Transmission. Her feet left solid ground for a split second before the soft grass of Mt. Paozu was replaced with the tiled floor of the Lookout. Mr. Popo and Dende were waiting for them. Goku headed off to check with Mr. Popo that all the supplies were ready. "Welcome to the Lookout, Princess Appura," said Dende, stepping forward, "I am Dende, Guardian of the Earth. And I am a good friend of Gohan's. I know he cares for you greatly." Appura blushed a little. She'd heard that the Guardian could see and hear everything. "Oh, er, thank you, for allowing Goku and I to use the Chamber," she said politely.

"It's quite alright," said Dende, "After all the threats the Earth has faced in the past, one more trained Saiyan warrior can't hurt."

"Appura! Hurry up! Let's get to work!" called Goku's voice from inside the building.

"Nice to meet you, Dende," said Appura, racing off. Goku met her at the entrance to the building. He pointed in the right direction before turning back to face Dende. He winked and gave him the thumbs up. Dende returned the gesture.

Appura watched as Mr. Popo opened the door to the Chamber. She gulped. "You ok?" asked Goku. She looked at her teacher and nodded. She trusted him completely but that didn't mean she wasn't nervous. Goku held out his hand to her. "C'mon, take my hand, you'll be ok," he said, "There's a gravity increase inside so you may find it difficult to walk to start off with." Appura reached out and took Goku's hand with both of hers. He led her through the door.

The second she stepped over the threshold the door slammed shut. She looked behind her. This was it. A whole year away from her mother, Trunks, Bulma...Gohan. She looked at the door for a moment before turning back around. Goku stood a little way into the chamber, having let go of her hands the moment the door closed. She stood there and looked out. Her fingers played with the edge of her shirt. This was it, this was what she had wanted. Training. To never feel so pathetic and useless and weak as she had the night of the home invasion. She took off her pack and put it down next to her.

She took a deep breath and stepped forward. The second her foot touched the ground, she found herself slammed into the floor. The gravity was ten times Earth's gravity. The shock of it made her lay on the ground for a moment before she slowly forced herself to stand. It took every ounce of her strength to do it but she managed to stand up if a little shaky. Goku smiled. She'd passed the first test. The next one was to see if she could walk.

Gohan was sat outside, watching the sun set. He had completed his first day of university. He had enjoyed it but had declined the offer of going out for drinks with some of the other students on his particle physics course. He had regretted it after coming home to find that his girlfriend and his father had left to use the Hyperbolic Time Chamber. He supposed he could read a book or something, try and make the time go quicker but all he really wanted to do was follow them, follow Appura. Some part of him had suddenly decided it didn't trust his dad with her. A ridiculous notion, yes, but it still didn't settle well with him. He sighed and headed inside, deciding reading a book was a good idea after all.

The first night inside the Chamber was intense. The high gravity and denser air made Appura's dreams vivid.

She was stood on a cliff top, a very high cliff top, higher than she'd ever been before, staring out at a crystal clear ocean but felt scared, unsure rather than calm and peaceful. There was someone behind her. She couldn't tell who it was. Their hands were on her shoulders; they were either holding her back or going to give her a push. Their grip tightened. Wait; there were three, four pairs of hands holding her. She was confused. What was going on? Suddenly one set of hands, the strongest, let go and the cliff below her began to crumble. It gave way and she plummeted towards the ocean. She panicked. She couldn't fly! As she got closer to the ocean, she began to see her reflection only it didn't look like her. Her hair was standing up on end and was blonde, her eyes were pupil-less and turquoise. Super Saiyan. She'd gone higher than ever before and was now falling even further. As she hit the ocean, she awoke with a jump.

Goku was still snoring away. Appura wiped the sweat from her face. That was bizarre.

Gohan was still pretending to read his book. "Gohan," called his mother's voice, "Gohan, come inside for dinner." A part of Gohan didn't want to move. A part of him wanted to stay right there in case she came back. She was only going to be gone for twenty-four hours to him, but for her, it would be the longest, most intense year of her life. She would suffer pressures she'd never felt before. She would have to throw all of herself into her training if she wanted to be as strong as her father, his father and himself. The longest twenty-four hours of his life.

The training in the Chamber was intense, pushing Appura to physical limits she didn't know she had. She'd never felt so much pain in her life and it wasn't just her body that cried out in agony. Her heart hurt, it literally felt sore, like something was missing. Gohan. Just thinking about him hurt but it only pushed her to become better. She wanted to be able to match him in almost every single way. He was something for her to aspire to, a goal for her to meet.

For eighteen hours a day she trained non-stop with Goku, pushing herself to be like him and Gohan. She got used to the gravity within the training area within a couple of days but she didn't get used to the nightmares which came on an almost nightly basis all with the same scenario. She was being held up, someone let go and she fell.

After three months of nightmares, she stopped going to sleep. But being awake would bring Gohan to the fore-front of her mind. She missed him so much, it was almost like torture, but she couldn't even admit to herself the true depth of her feelings. She loved him. After two weeks of no sleep, Goku found her meditating or rather attempting to. "Still having those nightmares?" he asked. She'd told him about the dreams. She nodded. "Look Appura, I don't know anything about dreams," he said, sitting next to her, "But in order to become a Super Saiyan, I reached the highest point in my life and then fell further than I've ever fallen before. Super Saiyan is achieved in a moment of pure frustration and desperation. Me, I was fighting Freiza, Gohan, it was fear that Cell would kill all his friends."

"Goku," said Appura, "I'm scared that these dreams are saying I have to lose someone I care about in order to do it. I want to reach Super Saiyan, I really do but not at the cost of a loved one."

"I lost Krillin," said Goku solemnly, "He had to die in order for me to achieve that level."

"I understand," she said, "Thanks Goku."

"Don't mention it," he said, standing up and walking away.

"Hey, Goku," she said, looking over her shoulder, "Why can't I fly yet?" Goku turned around and looked back at her. "That is something only you know," he said, "You're holding yourself back and only you can deal with it." Goku headed back to the living area and got himself a drink. He looked back towards Appura. She was walking further into the Chamber. "Good luck," he muttered.

Gohan lay in his bed alone for the first time in weeks. It smelt like her, the sheets, the pillows, everything. He'd never realised you could miss someone this much in less than a day. He wondered what she was up to. He tried to work out how long they'd been in the Chamber now...five...six months maybe? Or was it more than that? His brain was too tired to do the math. He wished he could have gone with them, but the Chamber only had enough supplies for two people to train for a year. A third person would have been pointless and they would have either starved or forced to leave early, neither was an option.

He wondered if she missed him as much as he missed her. Twenty-four hours that's all he had to wait. He laughed a little. Twenty-four hours ago, she'd been lying in his arms, asleep whilst he watched her. He wished he could just give her a kiss or stroke her hair. He hoped her feelings wouldn't change after this time apart. No! He couldn't think like that! Appura wasn't just going to turn around and changer her heart. She wasn't Videl! Gohan groaned and covered his eyes. This was going to be the longest twenty-four hours of his life.

Appura was out there for a week with no food or water. Luckily her Saiyan genetics made her more resilient to the pressures of the Chamber. She spent that time sparring with the empty space that surrounded her or meditating, pondering on what Goku had said. She went so far into the chamber that she could barely move at first but she soon got used to it. She was about to do something practically suicidal, she wanted to be as far from Goku as she could to do it.

On the seventh day, Goku found her passed out in the training area. He raced over to her. She was laying on the ground, her skin bruised, cut and burnt but a smile on her face. "Only the daughter of Vegeta could spend a week beating herself half to death and be smiling about it," he said, pulling her up and dragging her back to the living area. He got her to drink some water. She coughed about half of it back up but with patience, Goku managed to get a couple of glasses down her. "I nearly did it," she said in a hoarse voice, "I nearly did it, Goku."

"Did what?" asked Goku.

"I nearly went Super Saiyan," she said, "I'm this close." She held up her finger and thumb to demonstrate. "You're gonna kill yourself doing that," said Goku, "You can't force it. I already told you, it comes from a need not a desire."

"Bulma told my dad the same thing," she said, "But he still did it. I know if I can reach that level, if I can make the transformation, he will be proud of me, I will have proven I'm a true Saiyan warrior and still be worthy of being a princess."

"You'll have proven that you're suicidal," said Goku, kneeling next to her.

"Can you honestly say you're surprised?" she said. Goku smiled and pulled her up.

"I think it's time you get some rest," said Goku, lifting her up and onto her bed.

That night, Appura's dream changed. She still fell, hurtling into the ocean but managed to stop herself and rose back up towards the cliff top and further. Yes, she may rise and then fall, but she would rise again, stronger than ever before.

The next day, the sparring resumed. Goku wanted to go easy on her, but Appura wouldn't let him, forcing him to go all out against her. Her speed even in the high gravity was astounding, most likely due to her being smaller and lighter than Goku. She was meeting him blow for blow and even landing a few that made the older Saiyan stagger backwards. Goku took a swipe at her. She disappeared. He looked all around, she was nowhere in sight. He looked upwards. She was hovering several metres in the air. She'd done it. She'd finally mastered her ki. Her arms were stretched wide open, her eyes were closed as if she was basking in victory.

"Sonic Wave!" she shouted, slamming her hands together. The air bent, sending Goku flying. When he stopped moving, he realised that he couldn't hear anything save for a ringing in his ears. He felt disorientated, almost like he was drunk. He couldn't sense Appura anywhere until the split second before her foot connected with his back, sending him flying through the air. Goku landed in a heap and looked over at the princess. She hadn't just mastered her ki, she was attacking with it, bending the air to her will. She'd done something in the depths of the chamber and it had worked. Whatever had been holding her back was gone and woe betide anyone who got in the way of Appura, Princess of the Saiyans, First Born and Guardian of their History.

Vegeta frowned and looked around. He and the other Z warriors had been summoned to the Lookout by Dende who had been oddly vague about the details when the Saiyan Prince had asked. Vegeta knew it wasn't something important as Krillin and 18 had brought Marron with them, and Chi-Chi was there with Gohan and Goten. Gohan was acting shifty. He wasn't making eye contact with Vegeta which was unusual for him. Instead, the young Hybrid was stood away from everyone else, looking at the ground, a white box under one arm. Chi-Chi was chatting with Bulma and Goten was taking turns with Trunks to take Marron flying. Vegeta folded his arms and looked out over the Earth that sprawled below them. "Ah, Vegeta, I'm glad you came," said a voice that Vegeta recognised as the Guardian of the Earth.

"Quiet, bean sprout," snapped Vegeta, "Care to tell me the real reason why I'm here?"

"Your daughter," said Dende carefully, "She has completed her training with Goku. He asked me to gather everyone to greet her when she emerges from the Chamber." Vegeta snorted. Pathetic, Kakarot was coddling Appura, appeasing her emotions rather than encouraging her to be a steadfast, cold-hearted warrior like she would have been had Vegeta had the inclination or desire to train her. He looked out over the Earth once more. A lush green world he had sacrificed everything for so Appura and Trunks to grow up in peace and safety. Ima had been wrong when she had accused Vegeta of refusing to train Appura over some archaic Saiyan tradition. He had been afraid of losing her. "Vegeta, they're coming out, come on, quickly!" called Bulma. Vegeta turned away from his view of the world and looked towards the entrance to the Chamber.

The door slowly creaked open and the bright light that filled the Chamber spilled out, causing everyone close by to raise their arms to shield their eyes. Slowly their eyes adjusted and they could see two figures emerging; Goku and Appura. Goku came out first, his gi was ripped and torn but he was more or less in one peace, which couldn't be said for Appura. She was bruised, battered and limping, but she was carrying herself with the pride that befitted a Saiyan and she was smiling. No one said a word as she inched past Goku. She smiled at her family and friends. Trunks was the first to move. "Appura!" he cried, rushing over and throwing his arms around his battered sister. "Are you stronger now?" he said, bouncing up and down, "Wow, this is so cool, can we can spar now? Can you fly?" At that last comment, Appura stood up straight. "Catch me if you can," she chuckled. She turned slightly to the left and started running towards the edge.

Vegeta just watched as Appura leapt off the side of the Lookout and into the air. He instinctively moved forward to catch her but stopped when he saw her flying upwards. The little brat had been suppressing her ki! Her power level was shooting up and showed no signs of slowing down. "Alright Appura!" he heard Yamcha shout, "I knew you had it in you, kiddo!" Appura came to a stop, hovering above her father. She didn't hear the other shouts of encouragement from the other Z warriors; she was watching her father's face. Vegeta slowly took to the air until he was face to face with her. Goten and Trunks had been about to fly over but hung back as the Saiyan Prince met with his daughter.

"Huh...hi Dad," she said nervously.

"Congratulations, your training with Kakarot is complete apparently," said Vegeta.

"Thanks Dad," she said, "Daddy, I need to talk to you about something." Vegeta raised an eyebrow. She only really called him 'Daddy' when she was after something.

"Well? What is it?" he asked, crossing his arms.

"Daddy, I'm dating Gohan," said Appura, quickly. It was like ripping off a band aid. Both of Vegeta's eyebrows rose and his eyes widened. "Ok, Dad, look don't freak out," she said gently.

"YOU'RE WHAT?" screamed Vegeta.

"I said 'don't freak out'!" Appura shouted. But Vegeta wasn't listening; he already had Gohan in his sights. It suddenly made sense, Gohan's distance, his uneasiness, his unwillingness to make eye contact with Vegeta. He fazed out from in front of Appura. "No, Daddy, don't," she screamed as Vegeta reappeared in front of Gohan. Vegeta's fist collided with Gohan's face before the Hybrid had a chance to react, sending him flying across the Lookout. Appura sped over and blocked Vegeta's advancing path. "Move aside, Appura," Vegeta barked. Appura shook her head and adopted a battle stance over Gohan's stunned form. The white box he had been carrying was lying about six feet away. "I said, move aside," snapped Vegeta, "Let me rip that runt apart."

"Not gonna happen, Dad," said Appura, focussing on her father.

"Fine," said Vegeta bluntly. His left foot connected with her stomach, sending her flying into the air. He then grabbed Gohan by his shirt front and pulled him up. He didn't have chance to lay a finger on Gohan before Appura's foot connected with the side of his head. As Vegeta felt himself being forced into the air by the kick, he let go of Gohan and grabbed Appura's ankle, throwing her into the ground in the split second before he skidded across the Lookout's tiled floor.

Appura landed on Gohan with a grunt. She was just recovering when Vegeta reappeared in front of them. The others were racing over. "I'll give you one more chance to move, Appura," said Vegeta.

"No, Dad, I won't move. I love him," she said, looking up at her father. Vegeta scowled as Gohan finally came to. "You...you love me?" said Gohan, looking at the girl who was knelt between his legs, protecting him from the angry Saiyan Prince. Vegeta was seething. Appura looked over her shoulder and smiled at Gohan. "Yes," she said, "Very much so." Gohan smiled too. Vegeta snarled and powered down. "Fine," he said, "Have it your way, Appura, but know this, this boy isn't worthy of you in my eyes. Gohan, don't make me regret not killing you today." With that he turned on his heel and stomped off to the other side of the Lookout to sulk. Gohan slowly stood up with a little help from Appura. Everyone except Goku and Chi-Chi looked at the pair with surprised expressions. 18 held out her hand to Krillin and made a 'cough-up' gesture. Krillin grumbled and reached into his pocket for his wallet. Goten and Trunks looked confused. Gohan and Appura paid no attention to any of them. "Are you ok?" Appura asked, looking Gohan's face over for any injuries.

"Yeah, he just caught me by surprise," said Gohan, smiling that goofy Son grin, "I love you too." Appura blushed and focussed her attention on the box Gohan had been carrying. "What's in the box?" she asked.

"Oh that's from me," said Goku, walking over to it and picking it up, "Here you go." He handed the box over to Appura. Appura took it gently. She looked it over and gave it a quick shake. "Sounds like shoes," she said.

"Well, shoes are part of it," said Goku, grinning the same grin as his son, one hand behind his head. Appura looked at him and raised one eyebrow. She rested the box on her left hand and pulled the lid off with her right. She dropped it to the floor and moved the white tissue paper aside. Inside the box was a blue and orange gi, complete with the Son kanji on the front and back, two blue weighted wristbands and a pair of blue boots. Appura stared at the contents of the box. "What do ya think?" asked Goku. Appura looked up at the elder Saiyan. Her friend, her teacher, Kakarot. She dropped the box, jumped over it and hugged Goku faster than most of those present could see. "Thank you, Goku, thank you," she said, squeezing him tight.

"It's no problem," he said, "You deserve it."

"Thank you," said Appura, pulling away, "But is it ok if I only wear it when I'm training with you or entering a tournament?" Goku looked puzzled and then spotted Vegeta looking over.

"Of course," he said smiling at the Saiyan Princess, "It's your gi, you can wear it whenever you like. But I would like to see you try it on."

"Cool," said Appura, picking up the box and running around the side of the building.

"Hey, son, you feeling ok?" Goku asked Gohan who was still a little unsteady on his feet.

"I feel like I got hit by a truck," said Gohan, holding his head.

"I think you need to go and talk with Vegeta," said Goku, nodding towards the Saiyan Prince. Gohan nodded and walked over to the other side of the Lookout. "Vegeta," he said, "We should talk."

"No, I'll talk," said Vegeta, not moving a muscle, "You will stand there and listen, got it?"

"Yes," said Gohan.

"Appura has had her heart broken before, hence why I'm more than a little cautious about her dating," said Vegeta, "Did she tell you about the last sap she fell for?"

"She said that the guy took off before she even woke up the next morning," said Gohan quietly. He didn't want to broadcast Appura's romantic failures to everyone.

"Lao is the elder brother of Appura' oldest friend," Vegeta said, "She pined after him for five years and when she finally got what she wanted, he skipped town, never to be heard from again. I trust history will not repeat itself here."

"It won't," said Gohan, firmly, "I love Appura."

"Good," said Vegeta, "She looks ridiculous in that get-up." Gohan turned around and saw Appura had changed into her gi. He didn't agree with Vegeta's statement; he thought Appura looked completely natural in her new gi. "Why didn't you train her yourself then?" Gohan asked cautiously. He saw the Prince visibly stiffen at the question. "I...I thought if I trained her, then she would no longer need me," Vegeta replied.

"You're her dad, Vegeta," said Gohan, "She'll always need you. Ask Bulma, she'll agree with me." Vegeta snorted in response. "Fine, be that way, but I'm right," Gohan continued, "I know you mean the world to Appura and I've seen it eat away at her whilst she was training. Ask Bulma what I mean. She'll tell you."

"Why the hell would I ask my wife about my daughter's behaviour?"

"Because your wife is someone's daughter and she's the only one you'll listen to," replied Gohan.

Vegeta sat cross-legged on the bed that night, concentrating. He was checking on his children. From Trunks room, five doors to the left, he could just about hear the flat even breathing of two small boys. Both he and Goten had fallen asleep. From Appura's room, five doors to the right, he could hear whispering but nothing distinct. He wanted to march down there and drag Kakarot's boy out by the hair. But that was a bad idea. He was distracted by the sound of the toilet flushing in the en-suite bathroom. The door opened and Bulma strolled in. Vegeta opened one eye and took in her appearance. He smirked. She was just in her underwear, revealing her slender body to him. He licked his lips. She looked damn good for a human of forty-two. She had barely changed in the ten years they had been together. You could barely tell she'd had a child. "Don't look at me like that," her voice brought him from his thoughts.

"Like what?" he retorted.

"Like I'm food," said Bulma as she searched her dresser for some nightwear, "We have house guests, so nothing tonight."

"Everyone bar Appura and Kakarot's eldest are asleep," said Vegeta.

"Doesn't matter," said Bulma as she removed her bra and threw it in the general direction of the laundry basket but missed by a foot and half. She ignored it as she pulled a nightgown over her head. Vegeta grumbled under his breath and climbed off the bed. He was nothing if not meticulous when it came to cleaning. It wasn't an uncommon sight for him to occasionally follow her around the house, tidying after her. A remnant from his days under Freiza. He couldn't control his life back then, but he could control inanimate objects and tidy them away. Unfortunately neither Appura nor Trunks had inherited this trait and hence their rooms looked so much like bombs had hit them that Vegeta couldn't even look in them without breaking a sweat. Vegeta sighed as he picked up Bulma's discarded clothing and put them in the laundry basket. He heard Bulma giggle. "What, woman?" he asked.

"I just pictured you in a maid's outfit," Bulma laughed. Vegeta snorted and returned to the bed, focussing his hearing once more on Appura's room. He could hear even breathing from two people. They'd finally gone to sleep. "Everyone's asleep now," he muttered.

"The answer's still no," said Bulma as she switched off the main light. Vegeta sighed and kicked off his sweat pants.

He always slept naked, something both Trunks and Appura had discovered four years ago. Trunks had snuck into Appura's room and jumped on her. Appura had retaliated by kicking him. Trunks had immediately gone running to tell his parents that his half-sister had kicked him with Appura hot on his tail, shouting that he'd started it. Trunks had then burst through the door only to be confronted by his angry father. It wasn't that they were making a noise or had been fighting; Vegeta had simply been in the middle of convincing Bulma to have morning sex when the screaming had started. Not thinking, Vegeta had got up to tell them to knock it off, only to cause even more screaming from Trunks. Appura, thankfully, hadn't made it into the room. She'd been just outside the door when Trunks had bolted out the room, knocking her over. She had just lifted her head just to see her father's feet disappearing into Trunks' room. Needless to say, both children had been slightly traumatised by the event. Ima had thought it was hilarious.

Bulma climbed into bed and was immediately pulled against her husband's chest. It was comforting for both of them to be close to each other. "Bulma," Vegeta said quietly after a few moments. Bulma smiled. She knew this had been coming. This was their time, when they could be completely open with each other. Their whole day could go by without them saying two words to each other but as soon as the curtains were drawn, the lights were out and they were in bed, the floodgates opened and they truly talked. "Yes, my Prince," she replied.

"I want to ask you about something Gohan said earlier," Vegeta replied, his fingers gently trailing up and down Bulma's spine. "Hmm?" responded Bulma.

"He said, that even though she can protect herself, Appura will always need me," said Vegeta, "He said you'd understand because you are someone's daughter."

"Vegeta, I am going to repeat what I've been telling you for the last six years when it comes to Appura," said Bulma, "And you had better be listening this time. To a girl, any girl, the most important man in her life is her daddy. He comes right up there, above boyfriends, husbands, sons, brothers, even men who teach her martial arts. If I were to list all the men in my life starting with the most important, it would be my dad, Trunks, you and then Goku. I haven't got round to ranking the others yet."

"You put the boy above me?"

"I gave birth to him, Vegeta," sighed Bulma, "He is my son. I'm willing to bet Trunks and Appura are above me in your list of people who are important for you."

"Only just," replied Vegeta, "What do you think Appura's list is?"

"You, Trunks, Gohan and then I dunno, maybe Goku, maybe Chester," said Bulma, "I dunno. I'm tired...but I am certain on the first three." Vegeta took a deep breath and settled his head back on his pillow, his eyes closed. "Hey, Vegeta," muttered Bulma.

"What is it, woman?"

"You beat Goku on mine and Appura's lists," she replied. Vegeta chuckled before settling back down. This was ultimately his second-favourite part of the day, the quiet dark time before sleep where he felt safe enough to be open with his mate. His favourite was coming up next. His hand slid down her back and began massaging her backside gently. "Everyone asleep?" Bulma asked quietly.

"Yes," said Vegeta.

"Fine, but we have to be quiet," she replied.

A/N: I apologise for how out of character Vegeta seems in this chapter.