Disclaimer: Akira Toriyama

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Chapter 16 A Very Last Chance to Say Good Bye

Sitting on the big golden chair, Mr. Cola Coolers asked Frieza about the basket party. Mr. Cola was a big, fifty six years old man with vicious smile upon his face. He was wearing his favorite fur coat that night. Next to Mr. Cola was his only son Frieza. Frieza sipped a glass of wine and shared the bottle with his father.

"I'm having a very big and glorious basket party in the next two days. Everything's all set, father. Every fucking player who has disobeyed me will pay with their blood." Frieza smiled a while and continued. "And, these days would be their last chance enjoying their pathetic life in West City."

"Their last chance?"

"Yes, father. Vegeta and Goku. This party is made to kill both of them."

"Both of them? Who's this Goku?"

"Well, father. Goku or I should say Kakarotto. I had traced Kakarotto background recently. There's no more pure-blooded Saiyan in this world besides them."

"I'm glad that you have discovered another pure blood besides that little monkey, son. It is very difficult to find pure blood in low class Saiyan, they changed their names many times."

"I think you should try a bit harder if you really want to revenge our grudge toward those Saiyan. Those monkeys are quite brainy, especially Kakarotto grandfather. He had made my effort harder than I thought."

"Yes, yes, that's right. You're right, son. They should pay what they had done with our race. Avocado Hitler must be tormented inside his tomb when he knows the very last Coolerians alive are killing his race. Blood pays blood."

"Yes, that's reminding me something. That's very smart of you father. You have restored our race honor by betraying that stupid Vegeta Sr. haven't you? He was quite moron, wasn't he?"

"Well, his royal bloodline made him easily manipulated." Mr. Cola laughed loudly. "Unfortunately, Nappa had refused to hand his little monkey to me. So, make sure to kill that little monkey in the party otherwise we'll lose large sum of money. I'll kill that gorilla protector myself."

"Don't worry father. I'll terminate them."

"One more thing, son. I've heard about the tape that you had made. That's a very careless of you. You left evidence. Do you want me to destroy it?"

"No need to worry, I say. I have a nice plan for making that tape sprouts like virus."

Mr. Cola looked Frieza carefully, and then he laughed again.

"Father, I want to ask you about the little green asshole. Why did you capture and lock him in our prison? Can I kill that insect?"

"Do you mean Dende? He had accessed our company data, son."

"How come? We have covered everything perfectly. Is he a bloody hacker or something?"

"No, he just had opened our company background. It's clearly stated about…."

"Father, why don't you create a new file about it? None would suspect us for what we have done so far with lots of fucking bloody money from…."

"Son, If I could change it, it would have been changed by now."

"Why not, father?"

"Son, it's a Pandora's box. I won't open it myself."

"Is it the same reason for keeping that green Namec alive?"

"Yes. He's another Pandora's box."

"I don't understand." Frieza crossed the room and took a new bottle. He poured it into his glass. "Dende is another Pandora's box?"

"I don't want to mess out with agents and APGO. I'll release him after months."

"Agents?" Frieza looked suspicious for a while then laughing. "Fuck them off, dad. Do you want another glass?"

"Of course. I always appreciate old wines."

In other place in West City, Detective Satan was sitting in his meeting room with three men. A middle-aged man with rough handsome face stood near the window, smoking a cigar. Another good looking man in brown fur coat sat in front of Detective Satan. The last man, who had a puffy face and innocent smile, finally spoke, "I'm not afraid of death, dear Satan. I'll help you."

Detective Satan put his papers and looked around for a while, "merci bien. I know that you're my best partner, Bhu. How about you, guys? Do you mind giving me a hand?"

The middle-aged man with polite English accent laughed bitterly, "Fuck you, French detectives! Of course I'll lend you a hand. Coolers are such big fish. I'll regret myself forever if I don't involve with this."

"Bond, you're so rude. We're in the same ship, aren't we? Be nice to everyone then." Mr. Templar threw his smile. "I have entered World Trade Organization for 3 years. I have found some evidences, yes, but those things aren't strong enough. If you can guarantee that I'll get their tail, I'll help you."

"Very clever of you, Templar. You really have entered their company, haven't you?" Bond asked him curiously. "Their company is very strict and full of rules. Most of my friends died there when they were trying to get some information. "

"Actually I have entered their women, if you know what I mean," Simon tried to hide his naughty smile. "They are more than beautiful scientists. They're really exquisite ladies. You can join me if you have time Bond, but of course you need more than impressive gadgets and lovely face."

"Just consider yourself lucky this time, Templar. If I join you, you wouldn't even have a lady because they'll know who the best player is."

"That's enough gentlemen. We don't have enough time," Bhu protested. "Have you heard about Saiba City street basket party? That's the perfect time."

"Perfect time to save everything."

And, time moved on and on. Finally, this day was the last day for Vegeta and his friends.

Piccolo asked his team to gather in the morning practice. Piccolo stated to every basketball member that he, Vegeta, and Goku were going to Saiba City. Frieza had given each of them a letter very early in the morning, which were sent together with a bouquet dried black roses. Only three of them could enter the party.

"Blast that fucking gay. I really hate Frieza I want to crush his purple head," Vegeta threw his letter away. "Immediately. These roses make me sick."

"Whoa, These roses are kind a cute. I keep my part in my house. Can I keep yours?" Goku smiled and took Vegeta's flowers. "And some gays quite attractive, remember Kurt?"

"That's different case, moron. Besides, watching musical soap opera will make you stupid. Ah, you already are."

"Vegeta, musical soap opera isn't stupid. I think my character is similar with Quinn, how attractive!"

"Yeah, the way you prefer bastard to nice guy is similar, Bulma."

"Who let you join our conversation, sucker? Fuck yourself goodbye, the exit door is waiting for you."

Yamucha stepped backward a bit from them. Vegeta looked like he was able to kill someone and didn't care of anything else. And he did, obviously. He really wanted to kill Yamucha.

"I had enough of you two. Yamucha, Tien, and all of you guys, I hope you can take care our city. In addition, my friends will come to help us. I had contacted Neil, The vice president of APGO and asked his favor to guard West City and search Dr. Dende."

"What happened with Dr. Dende, Captain?" Yamucha asked.

Piccolo felt a slight stab in his vulnerable heart, and ignored Yamucha. Goku whispered slowly in Yamucha's ear and told him that Dr. Dende was kidnapped. Yamucha made a big 'o' expression with his mouth.

Vegeta didn't believe that Piccolo's demands will be granted; he smirked upon him, "Good job, why Neil should care about your requests?"

Piccolo felt the slight stab again. His relationship with Neil was bitter nowadays, but he believed Neil would help him.

"Vegeta, " Goku whispered, "Don't you know that Neil is Captain's big brother?"

"What? What the fuck?" Vegeta was surprised. "Oh, your mouth like a bitch, always know every detail of gossips in this city."

"Yeah, I spend my time not for leisure only." Goku smiled proudly.

"That's not a compliment, Kakarotto." Vegeta rubbed his face in despair. That damn Kakarotto always misled his comments. "My god, I... if this shit over, I swear I'll never see you again."

"You may go and never come back, Shorty. West City is in right hand," Yamucha added.

"Well, not in your hand I believe. That Namec called his ally to guard you. That means you're useless. "

"You are an egocentric, Shorty. Don't worry I'll keep your leftover." Yamucha stared at Bulma and Bulma shook her head.

He still loves her, she could feel it.

"Don't you dare to stare at my girl, or you'll have nothing to look at later." Vegeta's harsh voice made Yamucha's pulse worked faster.

"Vegeta! Stop whatever you have in your mind!" Bulma screamed loudly like banshee . "Come on, I love you always and I'll always do."

"Hah, only when you're alive, Shorty," Yamucha put more gasoline to a burned fire. He knew Vegeta would never do anything in front of Bulma. Somehow he knew it, and that's quite painful. "But not when you're dead."

"Uh, you'll pay for this, weakling."

"Bulma, why don't you bring your Vegeta out of here in a minute? That would be very helpful of you." Piccolo interrupted and made everyone upset.

They wanted a bit drama to make their day. Damned Captain!

"Fine, Captain Piccolo. See you later everyone!" Bulma dragged Vegeta from basketball hall with all energy she had in her body. "Vegeta, please!"

Vegeta seemed unhappy but he couldn't ignore his girlfriend, "Alright! Blast you girl!"

"What did you say?"

"I said bless you girl," Vegeta muttered and pulled his face. I cut my pride half and sell it in low class market. I knew that I shouldn't involve with this freaky girl, well… charming girl in freaky clothing… for Bulma it works better if she wear nothing…

"What are you thinking now?" Bulma asked him and realized the mischievous smile upon his face.

"Uh, some stupid verses to control my anger. Frankly, Bulma, those damn verses work for me."

"You low cheap bastard! You're not thinking something evil, are you?"

"Don't act too much. I was just thinking that you'll in better shape if you're naked and quiet."

Bulma took a deep breath and managed to smile, "you fucking brat!"

"You're the one that can change my anger into desire, Bulma. You should blame yourself for that," Vegeta threw his wicked smile.

"It's not fair! don't blame me for your... Argh..." Bulma walked faster and Vegeta followed her.

Piccolo saw them disappeared and continued his instructions, "Okay, Krilin, I expect you…."

After 30 minutes of warnings and instructions, Goku walked slowly to his class. He knew that tomorrow would be a big day for him. He decided to do something that would change his life forever. He had to do it.

Goku rushed to Bulma and Vegeta's class and gave Bulma an envelope. Bulma was writing some answers in her paper when Goku gave it to her.

"I'll be back in the morning, don't worry okay!"

"Don't worry of what? Oh God!"

"Miss Briefs, be quite please! We're having test for god sake!"

"Sorry." Bulma put the envelope inside her pocket. Vegeta stared at her.

"He's not doing something stupid. Oh, I think he is," Vegeta commented and raised his hand, "sir, I'm done."

"Chichi, can you go with me today?"

"What do you mean? We have a class and a small test today. Goku, you'll get a complete scholarship if you can manage your grades this semester. Please don't ruin your chance."

Goku took Chichi's hand and pulled her out from the class. He walked toward the same stair in the chapter 4, a stair which was located in the corner of the corridor and students seldom used that stair.

"Listen. I just want to marry you today. If you don't want to, that's fine."

Chichi's face turned hard and she quickly read the situation. "Goku, you're hiding something from me these weeks, right? Since Vegeta came few months ago, you're changing."

"I'm changing in a good way right?" Goku teased her.

"Cut out that, please. Why do you want to marry me today?" Chichi began to cry.

Goku closed his eyes. Girls are such bunch of dramatize creatures, really.

"You're not dying, right? Goku…. Is it too late to start medical checkup? Oh, my God!"

"Chichi, I'm not sick..."

"Yes, of course you're not sick! you're dying!"

"Oh, God... Don't be hysterical! I'm totally healthy, and all I want is to be married with you today."

"You're dying and want to marry me... Goku, I... " Chichi sobbed and hid her cute face behind her hands.

"You're out of line, Chichi. I told you not to read too many harlequins." Goku held her body. "Well, I'm going to a dangerous place tomorrow. If…." Goku stopped a while. "If I cannot make it…"

"Goku…." Chichi's face was filled with tears. She stared at him, finally.

"I can't guarantee I'll be back safely. Meanwhile, I have promised you that I'll marry you. I don't know what to do, Chichi."

Chichi whipped her tears and hugged Goku warmly, "if you wish for a marriage, I'll be damned if I refuse it."

"that's my girl."

Goku smiled and called his kintoun cloud. After several seconds, a yellow cloud came in front of them. Goku jumped first and gave his hand to Chichi. Chichi reached for his hand and joined him.

"Is it okay if the ceremony is the traditional one? Hmm, the one that 'the sky and earth are our only witnesses. We'll be husband and wife until death separate us forever'?"

"Goku, I don't really buy details."

"Then, let's do it, Chichi."

There, so our 15 years old groom and bride flew into the sky, toward a dark forest where grandpa Gohan died almost 11 or 10 years ago.

"That fuck is having elope?" Vegeta raised one of his thick eyebrows. Bulma nodded her head. She opened the envelope after school and found shocking news. She showed Vegeta the envelope that Goku had given to her:

I'll have elope today. Don't worry, I'll be back tomorrow morning. Give my regard to Ox King and Chichi's is in a good guy.

"What he has in his mind?" Vegeta rolled his eyes. "Shit! He could be a fucking corpse tomorrow and he's marrying a girl today?"

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Bulma shocked. "OH MY! Now I know the truth why Yamucha always mentions about death and such creepy things!"

"Hey! I've already told you that I've got to do this! Don't start acting like crazy just because your lousy parents are going into somewhere else! Again!"

"I know that this is very dangerous business, but I don't want you to die!"

"I don't want to die too! And now you're becoming a pain in my ass!"

Bulma felt really dizzy and tired screaming. She panicked and ran to her room. Vegeta walked and followed her steps. When he reached out her room, he saw Bulma was crying on her bed. Vegeta took a deep breath and forced himself to sit beside her.

I'll burn heaven and kill whoever create love. Love make me this low…

"Bulma…" He said slowly. "You've got to understand, this is private matter. I have to do this. All these years I'd been a cursed coward and run away from my destiny. I have to pay my debts, I have to revenge them for killing my family, for stealing my money, and most of all, for vanishing my pride."

"I don't understand. Who killed your parents?" Bulma's eyes gazed in amazement. "You… You haven't mentioned that…."

Vegeta directly looked at her in the eyes.

"They killed your parents? Oh my God..."

Vegeta didn't answer and joined her on the bed.

Vegeta kissed Bulma wildly. Bulma let him kissed her deeper and deeper. She let him swallowed her fiercely. Vegeta hold her tightly, as if he wouldn't let her go. He breathed through her skin. He ripped her clothes and found softness in her body. He opened his clothes fast. He didn't want anything to separate them. He wanted her, everything in her.

"That pain possesses me again. I could break into pieces, Bulma..."

"Sttt... You don't need to say anything..."

"I couldn't explain why, but..." Vegeta kissed her again. He pressed himself into her.

"You have me. Don't worry, we'll solve everything together, okay?"

Vegeta was helpless. His eyes were gloomy and desperate, Bulma noticed. Those were eyes of loneliness. His body was trembling. She had to help him, and she didn't know what she could do. She could feel Vegeta's hot body wrapped her. He needed her and she needed him. She always wanted to make love to him. But, not when he's in despair like this…

"Vegeta…"

"Oh, God… Bulma…"

"Vegeta, please…Just let me go."

"Bulma…"

He was in the car with his father, mother, and Bardock, his driver. He had planned to have a trip with them to visit a new opening garden in Satan city.

"I love you, always. And I'm with you, right?"

"Uh…"

"You are not alone anymore. You have me, Goku, Piccolo, and everyone with us. We'll help you."

"Uh..."

He heard a big blow from the car. Everyone was bleeding and he wanted to save them. He actually almost saved them, but he ran away instead. He killed them…

"Uh... Bulma..."

"You have me, we'll solve this together, okay?"

He sobbed and held her closer, "I need you."

"And I need you too, Vegeta."

Something warm filled into his chest.

"We loved you honey, so please go... Don't let them find you."

"But, Mom..."

"Run, Vegeta."

"I need you, " Bulma whispered slowly.

I cannot run anymore, this time I'll protect her.

Vegeta could feel his burden wasn't there anymore, lingered inside his heart. She had taken that from him. Bulma saved him.

I'll protect her with my life.

Vegeta finally let her go. He still hardly breathed, but he knew that he had to stop. "I'm sorry… I lost my control, I…"

"I know. You don't need to explain. I can understand, surely."

"I have to go, Bulma." Vegeta stood and took his clothes. "I should finish what I have begun long time ago."

You could be killed," Bulma's voice shattered his heart. She wrapped her naked body with blanket.

"If I should be killed, let it be. I want to stop my fears at once."

"Well, your nightmares can be cured by me. You don't need to face him." Bulma hugged him and pulled Vegeta back to her bed. "I healed your nightmares, right? Right?"

Vegeta turned his body and faced her."Yes, you're right. Because you give me reason to live. You give me reason to protect something that I care. But still, I have to restore my pride as a Saiyan."

"Vegeta…."

"I want us to live together, someday. But I couldn't do that if I keep running from my destiny."

"I won't lose you. Not when I love you like this."

"Fuck it off, you're never losing me. I promise that I'll be back, alive."

However she won't listen. She kept crying. Bulma's tears and her soft voice burned Vegeta's desire. Vegeta kissed her softly and tried to comfort her.

"I love you, Bulma. I really do."

"Then make me yours tonight…"

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