Author's note: Scarlett here! Kinda waiting for me? Long time no see readers! *sigh*

I hope you will like this as I always do. ^_^

Disclaimer: Akira Toriyama

Part 24 The End of Saiba Street Basket Party the final

The factory was immensely dark, surrounded by gloomy kind of air. The pale painted building seemed like old factory, which had never been used for years from outside. The inside made Piccolo held his breath. It was one of the advanced building human ever made. The white pillars and huge lightning murals on the top of the building latest machines were everywhere, producing lot of drugs, which were ready to be stored in every place in the world. The workers were not only human, but there were robots.

Piccolo sighed heavily, "stop overreact everything, Scarlett. Fuck it off, will you? Just explain their activities. Besides, where the hell is Dende? My feet hurt walking around this factory and I couldn't follow Cola Coolers entering that door anyways."

Then, Piccolo felt a sudden tap on his shoulder. He was stunned looking at purple-headed boy there when he was waiting for a hand. The boy grinned widely at him, "Good, there you are Mister Piccolo…"

Piccolo raised his eyebrows. None ever called him like that, except in those fancy restaurants and high-classed theaters.

"You know, it's kinda dark and creepy around here sir…."

That politeness sent chill over his spines. He shrugged in disgust. "Please never address me like that, do you hear me boy? Just call me Piccolo."

"I'm just trying to be polite," the purple haired boy grinned once more. "Besides, in my world you're one of honorable lecturer and a prominent political leader."

"No matter what I will be later on, now I'm just a kid from a block."

The boy nodded.

"Being polite person in young age isn't good. Just try be an asshole kid."

The boy's eyes were widened in horror, hearing Piccolo's words.

"Just forget it," Piccolo quickly added. "This waiting starts making me crazy."

"That's fine si… Oups… Piccolo…"

Piccolo sighed. His feet were tired and he couldn't accept more treating condition. Like father like son, annoying as usual… Hope he'll be useful here.

"What's your name?"

"Call me Trunks."

"Trunks?"

"But don't tell it to my parents otherwise they'll change it into Vegeta the fourteenth or Boxer."

"Why you decided to be here anyways Trunks? It's a dangerous place!" Piccolo pressed his voice. "You'd better back to your timeline."

Trunks looked at him, replying his question derisively. "Actually I wanted to go home, but the weather is terrible. I could be locked in different dimension and trapped in another portal if I passed it…."

"So?"

"I couldn't help Goku and Daddy. I don't want to change their destiny…."

"Okay…." Piccolo tilted his chin, wondering why in the earth he had to hear a boy's explanation and couldn't help his friend immediately. He had to pass that door.

"And I'm bored waiting alone in the time machine," the boy kept on explaining.

"Yeah…."

"There is no way to go anywhere interesting in this kind of weather, except coming with you."

Hell! What kind of reason is that? Shit. Piccolo smacked his mouth.

"Trunks, I'm glad that you're here—although going here is your last choice— but we couldn't do anything. Both of us don't have any accesses to go anywhere for God sake!"

"You don't have, but I have." Someone who was wearing white lab jacket smiled in front of them. He opened his masker with style and stared at Piccolo, who looked dumbfounded by his presence. His shiny blonde hair and charming face puzzled Trunks. "I'm Simon Templar. Detective Satan told me you'll be here in minutes. I've been searching for you everywhere."

"Everywhere? I've been wandering around this whole goddamned factory for minutes and I didn't meet you at all." Piccolo tried as hard as he could to press his angry voice. "Don't give me your bullshit."

"I guess he has been waiting the right time to show up," Trunks added.

"Ohh? I was just talking awhile with my friend there," Simon said. Dammit! Why this purple head knew my reason?

"So what can you do?" Piccolo raised his voice.

Simon laughed and handed Piccolo and Trunks several lab jackets and maskers. "Dude, Satan didn't tell me you bring someone. Luckily, I brought more jackets and maskers—I'm kind a smart and handsome man, having lots of preparations."

Trunks and Piccolo stared at each other and sighed.

"Well, wear these please otherwise they will catch you and put you in lion cage, that's true. By the way, who are you purple head?"

"I'm just helping him," Trunks said.

"Good, maybe you can be a great decoy."

"Huh?"

"Don't waste any time. Hurry!" Piccolo snapped.

"Calm down, will you? Okay, follow me guys."

Piccolo and Trunks followed Simon entered a big door inside a room. Simon used his ID card and he could pass the big door. Trunks was so amazed with the advanced technology inside the door. He took pictures with his watch.

"Souvenir for Mommy," he smiled. "Mommy likes advanced technology."

Piccolo focused his attention on his new friend. Simon explained, "This is a shortcut toward the underground prison. Underground prison is the crème de la crème of the factory for the security checking. None could enter it without complete ID card, a pack of guards, and to the worst, body check. I always enjoy body check, of course…."

Piccolo tilted his head, confused, "So how can we enter…."

Simon smiled wickedly, "We're not heading there so quickly. We will go through that place with some sacrifices…."

"What do you mean…." Piccolo's voice trailed off when he saw a green door in the end of the road. The horror part was he could hear kind of husky and terrible moans from the room. Piccolo peered at door handle hole. The horrible creature in pinkish kind of uniform was lying on the pink sofa. That creature was hairy and weird. Trunks did the same thing and stared at Piccolo.

"What the hell is that?"

"You mean who the hell is that?"

Simon ignored Piccolo's and Trunks reaction and knocked the door several times.

" Darling….It's me. Please open the door." Simon called the creature's name. The terrifying man in uniform hurriedly opened the door, smiling as he saw three of them. He smiled grew wider as he saw Trunks, giving him that kind of look.

Piccolo watched the scene in terror reflected upon his eyes. Trunks also shuddered under the terrifying man wild eyes.

"Otokosuki is so pleased to see a handsome boy here…"

That lady boy pointed at Trunks. He meant it.

Simon laughed, "I think you will let us pass the door?"

"I will, but you must give that boy to me."

"You're naughty… What are you going to do?" Simon asked. He actually knew what the man was going to do. "Otokosuki, having sex with minor is breaking the law."

Otokosuki smirked, licking his thick lips. "I love breaking the laws…."

Piccolo moved forward, "Okay, you can have him as long as you want. Please let us pass this door."

Trunks face turned pale. Goddamn! These people are giving me to this creature? He could rape me till my last breath! What should I do? I'm so afraid I barely move….

Piccolo whispered to him, "relax, Trunks. You're the decoy, not prostitute."

Trunks nodded while Simon giggled. Actually Simon wanted to make Otokosuki drunk with his wine. However, he let Piccolo had his way.

Piccolo commanded, "hand me the key, lover boy."

Otokosuki hurriedly handed a key to Piccolo's green hand. "Here… Here… Now let me kiss this…"

He couldn't finish his words. Piccolo knocked him out with his special spinning kick. "Kiss your ass goodbye! Simon, lead the way."

"Man, you almost make my heart stop working," Trunks finally spoke, still looking pale. He had never seen that creature in his life. That was even worse than Frieza and—androids.

The handsome blonde man laughed again, taking the key from Piccolo and unlocking the door. They were walking in a hall. Their eyes could see a dark hall with so many rooms inside it. There were several lamps on the wall. The smell of moss and cold air made them shivered.

"This is the prisoner room. Let's find your friend."

The crowds went wilder and wilder in the basketball hall. They bet more money on Frieza and Vegeta. They shouted and supported their basketball heroes.

Bulma bit her lips. She was so afraid of losing Vegeta again. After Vegeta regained his consciousness, the last thing she knew was fighting Frieza. She wanted to take Vegeta away from that scary place, kissing him and having so much fun with him. Watching him fighting really made her worried. She closed her eyes.

"Don't worry. It's not the time for closing your eyes. It's Vegeta's important moment, look at him closely…"

"Goku…."

Vegeta and Frieza had been fighting for almost one hour. They were very strong indeed. The sounds of slashing swords and bouncing fists made everyone's heart moved erratically. They were wondering who would be the winner.

Frieza smiled sardonically. "I always enjoy seeing those frightful eyes on your face. I love that expression, monkey!"

"I won't give that again, bastard!"

Vegeta clenched his teeth. He gripped his katana tightly, jumping over Frieza. Their swords clashed, creating horrid cracking sound in the air.

"Flash katana attack!" Vegeta shouted, cutting the air with his sword. He surely hit Frieza, but the purple lips fag reverted his attack with one of his kodachi. The kodachi cracked within seconds.

"Shit!" Frieza lost one of his kodachi, cursing Vegeta. "You bastard! It costed 20,000 dollars!"

Vegeta laughed, enjoying the moment. "How about that? I almost cut your head into halves."

Frieza roared angrily, "Fuck it off! Save your bullshit for yourself."

He threw his kodachi like a boomerang to the air. Amazingly, the kodachi followed Vegeta anywhere. Vegeta jumped like frog in the hot water. He was scared, definitely.

"ASSHOLE! YOU ARE USING MAGIC!" Vegeta shouted. "YOU LUNATIC COWARD!"

Then, with his godlike speed, Vegeta ran toward the side ring and jumped over. The kodachi still followed him.

"Run, Run like chicken! You monkey, take that!" Frieza laughed hard. "watch out love, you will be a sliced monkey by now!"

"VEGETA!" Bulma screamed, afraid Vegeta might be hurt once again.

Out of the blue, Vegeta stood in the middle of the crowd, waiting for the flying kodachi. The kodachi was so close with him when he spun his body backward. The kodachi hit one of the youngster, cuttinghim into halves. He died miserably.

"OUCHHH..." the crowds stepped backward, totally terrified. They didn't want to be victims.

"Almost..."

"Oh, fuck!" Bulma gasped, feeling happy Vegeta was safe. "It made my heart jumping."

Frieza closed his eyes, calling his kodachi back. The kodachi flew and returned to his hand. Vegeta rushed inside the ring, smiling.

"Do you want some more flying kodachi?" Frieza teased him.

"No, I knew the secret. It will hit the first thing and fall down. Try it again and you'll have no sword with you. I'll destroy it within seconds before you said your spell, asshole!"

Frieza clenched his teeth. Vegeta was right. He needed few seconds to call his sword. DAMN... DAMN MONKEY.

Vegeta quickly ran toward Frieza again. He noticed without pair of kodachi, Frieza's defense was getting weaker. Frieza tried to reverted it but he was tired. All of their fighting had absorbed his energy. In the opposite, Vegeta seemed so energetic.

"You're asshole! I'll send you to hell myself!" Vegeta yelled, kicking Frieza's face.

It worked for Frieza falling down.

Vegeta followed him, kicking the fag's face once more. "How about kissing my feet? Delicious?"

All of the sudden, Frieza caught Vegeta's foot, "'I did that on purpose idiot!"

Frieza spun his body and dragged Vegeta's body down. Vegeta tumbled down because of that action, losing his katana.

"FUCK!" Vegeta barely stood, losing his balance. Vegeta was unarmed. Frieza was standing in front of him, laughing hysterically, holding his kodachi in both of his hands.

The crowds roared. "FRIEZA! FRIEZA FINISH HIM!"

Bulma stared at Vegeta, yelling, "Vegeta!"

In devil's speed, Frieza moved his kodachi toward Vegeta's chest. However, Vegeta caught the swords with his barehands and screamed out loud.

"Take this you bastard!"

Vegeta, once more kicked Frieza's face and made Frieza's body hit the ring side. "I knew your plan bitch! You played on me many times fuck you! Can't fool me that way!"

"How can Vegeta said those words with bloody hands?" Goku pointed out Vegeta's hands, which were heavily damaged for catching those kodachi.

"Goku, can you shut your fucking mouth?" Bulma said furiously, watching her lover bitterly. She knew it was a death match. She found it hard to control her heartbeats. She felt something bad was taking place.

"Geezee… You're quite temperamental these days…" Goku murmured, still holding the beans with him. "Don't worry, seems your boyfriend will be the winner."

Bulma still felt that uneasy feeling.

Vegeta took his katana and smiled, "It would be my pleasure to slice your throat now…."

The blood which flew from his hands made his katana sparked red under the lights. Vegeta put his sword on Frieza's neck, slowly moving it. "Don't you know how long I've been longing this? Slicing your neck…"

The crowds screamed out loud, "VEGETA! VEGETA!"

Goku's eyes went wide. He hurriedly rushed toward Vegeta and shouted at him in safe distance. He knew it was Vegeta's match. "VEGETA! DON'T KILL HIM! HE'S NOT WORTH-KILLING OKAY!"

"Stupid! What are you shouting moron!" Bulma raised her high pitch voice. "Finish him Vegeta! Don't listen that stupid Goku! Finish him soon!"

Frieza's neck was bleeding. Vegeta wanted to kill him slowly, he knew that perfectly.

Frieza stared at Vegeta with his solemn expression, "are you satisfied now? Never thought you'll be so powerful like this…."

"I have no fears toward you. That's make a huge difference."

"Just kill me monkey."

Vegeta held his breath. He hated Frieza. He hated Frieza with all of his life. He hated him he wanted to kill him slowly, sucking his blood till the last drop and crushing his bones till becoming dust. He wanted to kill him badly. He wanted to hurt him most. However….

However….

He had chanced. Everything had changed since he moved to West City. He met the girl he loved most. He found friends he longed to have. He wasn't lonely.

He had beaten Frieza down.

He had no fears anymore.

He had restored his pride.

Well, even though he was wearing Sailor Mars uniform but he had restored his pride.

Vegeta had got all he wanted.

He smiled.

"VEGETA! DON'T KILL HIM!"

"VEGETA! VEGETA!"

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? FINISH HIM AND LET'S MAKING LOVE WITH ME!"

"BULMA WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

Vegeta stopped his action. He stopped slicing Frieza's neck. "It's over between us."

"Your wish…." Frieza whispered angrily. "You think it's over between us?"

"I fear you no more," the prideful Saiyan stared at the girl he loved and friend he cared. He had finished his match. He had beaten down his arch enemy.

He won.

Frieza's neck was still bleeding when Vegeta walked away from him, dragging his katana with his bloody hand. It was a perfect chance.

"Never underestimate me you bastard monkey!"

Frieza threw his kodachi toward Vegeta with all his might. Bulma held her breath when the kodachi was about to stab Vegeta's back. Goku pursued his mouth, yelling out loud.

"VEGEETAAAA!"

Amazingly, Vegeta managed to avoid the sword, moving his body aside. He turned his head toward Frieza. "I said I knew your tricks. We had spent so many years together…. So many… I can read your mind."

Frieza laughed hard. He tried to stand and shouted with his microphone, "Kill them immediately! Kill these monkeys and I shall give you this city for Vegeta's head!"

Vegeta rushed in toward Bulma, taking her in his hand and running. Goku followed the behind. They had no way out. Everyone was against them. Vegeta looked worried. He couldn't beat all of the people. He was outnumbered.

They was outnumbered.

Vegeta tried to calm his nerves. SHIT. Frieza that shit was fucking coward... He was a coward in the end...

"Vegeta…" Bulma looked at him with her big eyes. Her feeling was right. They're going to die. "I…."

"Stop it, Bulma. We're not going to die. We won't…"

"You stop talking nonsense. We're going to die this way. Piccolo is so lucky he's outside safely. Shit…"

"One more word…."

"Fine! I know! You'll gouge my eyes or else?"

"No matter what, I love you…."

"Bulma, please…."

"YEAH, Bulma please stop saying that to Vegeta! Hey why not!"

Goku grinned. Bulma and Vegeta didn't know why Goku could smile in that kind of situation. Yeah, he damned smiled in that kind of emergency.

"You're king of stupidity, Kakarotto."

"Goku…. You mean…"

"That's true! I'll swallow the red bean now."

Then, the red blazing light covered Goku's body in seconds. His hair turned blonde. His dark eyes turned blue. He could sense he was getting stronger than ever. He might be the strongest person in the universe in Sailor Moon costume.

"Hell…. What's that?" Vegeta looked at Goku jealously. Goku looked so powerful and strong. He hated that sight.

"Dunno! Let's find out!" Goku showed his white teeth. He carelessly picked one person and threw him in the air. The man flew about 30 meters in the air and fell down. He collapsed.

"WOOOOHHOOO! NOOO!" The crowd ran away, keeping themselves in safe distance from the red blazing guy. They knew he was so powerful.

"I guess I'm extremely strong! I'm a super Goku!"

"Super Goku my ass!" Vegeta yelled angrily. "That's the red bean power!"

"Super Goku…" Bulma said in her airy voice, "please make our way out…."

"Roger princess!" Goku smiled, making Vegeta hated him more.

"I'll pay your for this Kakarotto."

"Oh, Vegeta…" Bulma sighed, acknowledging her boyfriend's feeling. "We have bigger thing to concern than your jealousy. Running away!"

The pretty soldiers group quickly headed out from the hall. Vegeta threw his capsule. BOOM!

"Come on, get in and let's go home!" Bulma smiled happily, jumping inside the car. She sat besides Vegeta. Vegeta smiled back at her. Goku rolled his eyes. The red blazing light was no longer covered him. He was ordinary school boy.

"Dammit, it only lasts two minutes."

The crowds were no longer following them. Vegeta drove the car faster and faster.

"Don't forget your promise, Bulma," Vegeta said without looking at Bulma's face. He was driving his car in deadly speed. "I'm waiting..."

"What promise?" Bulma asked curiously.

Vegeta smiled mischievously. He raised one of his eyebrows. "Well…."

"Don't play more game. He is talking about going home and making love," Goku blurted out. He was going to speak more when Vegeta stared at him with his vicious eyes. "Okay, fine. This butler can't see anything. Two of you may smooch and fuck inside the car. I won't tell anyone."

"GOKUUU!" Bulma face turned red because of Goku's words. Vegeta felt the same way. He was so ashamed hearing Goku's words.

"Kakarotto…."

"What again?"

Vegeta amazingly punched at Goku's face with his bloody hand, and then quickly diverted his eyes on the track. "I guess that's enough for all your help today."

Goku smiled sardonically with his bloody nose, "You're welcome."

"Guess we forgot something crucial..."

"Shit! Captain Piccolo!"

In the corner of the hall, Piccolo couldn't sense the presence of Dende. He couldn't sense his Dende. Simon and Trunks looked confused when they saw Piccolo cried in front of a door. They had walked through all the door and found none.

"This one. Dende was here. They just had taken him to another place."

"No way, the other option is execution room. Can't be…." Simon voice trailed off. "Do you mean…."

There was a pause.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go there!" Trunks said enthusiastically. "We still have time right? Piccolo, don't waste our time!"

"You're right Trunks! Let's go!"

They quickly ran toward the yellow door, the door which led directly to the execution room. They could hear Cola Coolers voice filled the room. He sounded angry when he spoke. The tree persons slowly entered the room. There were two persons in the cage. One of them was Dende.

"It's Dende…" Piccolo whispered.

"It's Mr. Nappa, my Daddy's lawyer. My father got the katana from him," Trunks explained.

They remained silence, listening to Cola Coolers words. Simon quickly went out, saying he'll ask for help. Piccolo nodded.

"It's making me angry, stupid people intruding my business. Don't you know who am I?"

"You're murderer. You have killed almost all the Saiyans for revenge!" Dende spoke with his high pitch voice. He was so angry. "You have tracked and murdered innocent people, thousands of them!"

"Blood pays blood."

"World Trade Organization is the biggest company that created for Saiyans. The company hires Saiyans and you ruthlessly murdered all of them. You blasted old man! You and your Coolerians' ancestor deserve eternal burning in hell!"

"Silence!"

"Coolerians race had been infected Avocado Hitler's troops and made crazy experiments with humans' body. Painting and coloring skin, killing and raping other races, your race had done so many evil doings and many more. It's your race faults to be cleaned forever!"

"Avocado Hitler killed almost all of the Coolerians. Saiyans must pay all." Cola Coolers started raising his voice again. "And you, for your disturbing presence—must pay with your blood."

"Dende…" Piccolo tightened his fists angrily. He wouldn't let them killing his beloved friend. He wouldn't let Cola Coolers got what he wanted.

"However… Let's start with this fucking person, you made me angry most, Mr. Nappa. You always stand against me in everything… You refused to chance the will, that's fine. I'll burn your office, your house, anything. There would be no evidence about the dead will of that stupid old monkey. World Trade Organization would be mine, forever. You'll meet your dear little monkey in the next life…."

"Don't say nonsense! You can't find Vegeta!" The lawyer shouted. His face was beaten down and swollen. "You may kill me but your plan would never be granted! If Vegeta failed to take over the company, the company would be handed to the next Saiyan. It would never be yours! Never!"

"You… How dare you…." Cola Coolers was so out control. He screamed feverishly. His anger clearly reflected in his voice, "GUARD! TAKE THOSE TWO AND FINISH THEM IMMEDIATELY!"

The guards were about unlocked the cage when they saw a stranger came from the stair, holding a sword in his hand.

"Speak the devil, look whose here…" the purple headed boy stood bravely between the cage and the guards. "Release those two and I'll release you."

"Who the hell are you? How can you…."

"I'm Saiyan, from my father's line. I think you'll hate me for that reason."

"Don't give me that joke…"

Piccolo quickly rushed and ran toward the cage. He smiled widely seeing Dende was alive. "Dende!"

"Piccolo! How could you…"

"Sttt…. I and that boy will help you out of here."

The big bald man was looking at him.

"Okay, I'll help you out too, no worries…"

Cola Coolers quickly moved forward and attacked Trunks with his power. However, Trunks wasn't his level. Trunks quickly knocked him with his fist on his face.

"Sorry for beating you old man!"

"You dare…" Cola Coolers smirked, pushing a button out of his suit. The red lamp turned on and loud shouting bell rang. "I have called my guards. You'll be dead meat!"

Trunks didn't look afraid at all. He walked forward and put his sword on the old man's neck. "You lead the way or you'll be beheaded corpse, Coolers."

The old man's face turned blue.

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