Bulma smirked at him as she threw her rag to the side.
"I was hoping you'd ask."
"Since when do you race?" Yamucha asked Goku as he looked at the two confusedly.
Goku shrugged as he toyed with the set of keys in his hands.
"Since always. It used to be a hobby." he said throwing Bulma a smirk. Bulma laughed and inspected the cars that belonged to her, trying to pick one to race her brother in.
"Right, even though I always won." She stated haughtily.
Goku scoffed at her remark, trying deparately to protect his pride.
"That's funny, I recall you losing quite a bit."
"Only when my car messed up. Now let's go, I know a spot. Take your harpy, Scarface, 3 Eyes, and Plum, I got Shortstack, Baldy, Greenbean, and 23." she said as she found the keys to her most prized vehicle.
Everyone laughed at the nicknames but Vegeta, who glared at her with narrowed eyes.
"Which car are you taking?" 18 asked as she looked at the many choices, taking Krillin's hand in hers as she did so.
"My masterpiece." she pointed to a black Skyline that had dragons going down the sides, fading into all different colors of blue, with blue rims, and tinted windows.
"Sweet." Piccolo states as his eyes roved over the sides.
"I know, now get in and buckle up." she commanded as she opened the driver side door.
"I got shotgun." Vegeta stated.
Bulma smirked at him and slipped into the driver's seat. She sighed as the engine purred to life, marveling at the hard work she had put into it. They pulled out of the garage and Goku followed Bulma to an abandoned dock.
"Get ready to eat my dust, Kakarott." said to herself as she checked all systems.
"How do you know who'll win?" Vegeta questioned as he say no line.
Bulma looked to him and smirked, staring at his defined features and profound muscles.
"Trust me, you'll see."
She rolled down her window as Goku pulled up beside her, making sure the front end was lined up with hers.
"To the barrels and back, got it?"
He shook his head affirmatively.
"Got it."
"Cars will count down." With that she rolled up her window and prepared herself. She looked all of her passenger in the eye.
"No one utter a word, clear?"
"As crystal." the backseat mumbled.
Krillin pretended to lock his lips and throw the key away as 18 nodded.
Vegeta merely grunted.
"3, 2.." the electronic voice counted down.
She hit the accelorater, "1, GO!"
Both cars screeched and flew off, smoke billowing behind them. It was neck and neck until they neared the barrels. Bulma gained a couple feet as Goku slowed down, not sure if he would hit the barrels or not. Vegeta saw her speed up and panicked a bit.
"You're gonna kill us!" he yelled as he grabbed hold of the door handle.
"I said shut up!" Bulma yelled back to him as she pushed a black button on the main console.
They skidded around the barrels, missing them by mere centimeters.
'Whew, that was close. Now time to show them why they call me "Lightening"' Bulma thought.
She gained more speed as her foot inched the accelorator towards the floor little by little. Che started laughing.
"Too easy." she whispered and shook her head as she saw Goku fly by her. "You'd think he'd learned when to his the NOS over the years."
Her passengers looked at each other and shrugged as she continued to laugh.
"Time for the homerun!" she said as she hit a small blue button on her steering wheel and pushed the accelorater all the way down. They sped past Goku's car right before they got he passed the finish line.
"That's how." she said, addressing Vegeta, stepping out of the car as she did so.
"And you doubted me?" she mocked as she leaned against her door, crossing her arms.
"You've just had more practice!" Goku whined as he too stepped out of his car, flanked by his passenger.
"Always a sore loser." Bulma laughed as she kicked herself off of her car and walked to her brother.
"Maybe next time, honey." ChiChi comforted, putting an arm around her boyfriend's wasit.
"Probably not," Bulma shrugged, "hey, let's go get some food, i'm starved."
"Me too!" Goku jumped up and down, excited from the mention of food.
"When are you not?" Tien asked as he and Yamucha laughed at him.
"Well, let's go!" Krillin said as they all shuffled back to their respective rides.
BULMA'S CAR
"So, Bulma," Krillin began, "you and Goku kind of dissapeared for a while, then he returned and wouldn't talk about you. What happened?" he asked as he leaned forward.
The other three were all ears now.
"Well, a friend of my fathers, Frieza, came to him and said he wanted to train us. My father had little say, and had to give us to him."
"How he have little say?" Piccolo asked.
"Frieza was a powerful man. He had the resources to dispose of anyone with a flick of his wrist. Anyways, Radditz had already got involoved with him a few yeard prior. He taught us martial arts for a while and how to race, and everything we'd need to know. When we got older, he got us into his real business.
"Which was?" 18 asked eagerly.
"Hitmen."
"Bullshit." Vegeta said.
"I kid you not. I'll name each and every person i've killed to date. It's an extensive list, but it's there, as well as Kakarott. He wasn't too fond of the job, but i was a natural with a sword or gun for that matter. We lived that life until we had a shootout to attend. our father got wind of the event and followed us. He popped out during the middle of it, distracting him. That's how Kakarott almost got hit, so I told him to run. I went to find Radditz and well, you know the rest. Our father never even looked in my direction."
By now her fingers were grasping the wheel tightly.
"Kakarott was coping. He believed he had lost two siblings in one day, it's difficult to deal with."
They sat in silence the rest of the way, each drowned in their own thoughts.
Once they parked, they went inside the pizza parlor and sat at a round table.
"So, Bulma, where's your mother?" ChiChi asked as she sipped her Coke.
Bulma snorted as she gave her a amused look.
"I could give a fuck less where that bitch is. She's more trouble than she's worth."
"Why do you say that?" Lanuch questioned.
"Don't worry about it." she snapped as she crossed her arms and put her nose in the air.
"But what happened between you too?"
Bulma glared at her and narrowed her eyes dangerously.
"It's not your con-"
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the famous Son twins." stated a smooth deep voice from behind. Both Goku and Bulma paled at the voice, then the latter became angered.
Bulma whirled around in her seat, directing her anger towards the green haired male now in front of her.
"Fuck off, Zarbon." she growled.
"Frieza'd be most pleased to hear you're among the living again, Bulma." he soothed as he walked up closer to her.
"We're none of that freak's concern anymore," Goku spat as he rose from his chair, "so leave. We don't have any business with you."
Zarbon rose a brow at him.
"Oh, but your sister does. Isn't that right, Love?"
Bulma tensed at the old nickname, trying to cnotain her anger front getting the best of her as she took deep breathes.
"What we had is over, I was young and stupid. Now GET." she said calmly as she too rose, standing beside her brother as the others watched confused.
"Oh, what we had is still strong." he purred in her ear.
"Fag boy, the woman said go. That means go." Vegeta spoke up from behind the duo. Zarbon sneered at him and looked to Bulma smirking.
"Is he your knew fuck toy, Lightening?"
Bulma's eyes darkened noticeably as she took a menacing step towards him.
"First off, you're not allowed to speak that name. Second off, what I do, or rather, WHO I do is none of your goddamned business."
Zarbon growled then smirked. "Whatever. I'll see you around, bitch." With that he walked out.
When they took their seats once more, Goku gave her an incredulous look.
"What?" Bulma snapped when she noticed he was staring at her.
"You slept with Zarbon.." he whispered.
Bulma growled.
"Kakarott, I do not need you criticism at the moment."
"I don't give a fuck." he snarled as he pounded his fist on the table, "How could you go around and, and fuck the enemy? Who's next, Brolly?"
Bulma stared at him blankly.
"Bulma..." he pleaded.
"Stop. Just fucking stop. Whoever I 'fuck' as you so blatantly put it, is not your business. You're not my father and you have no right to judge me. You weren't there so you don't know what happened. If I recall correctly, not too long ago, you were sleeping around with the whores I so despised. Give up the act Kakarott. You can't hide behind your naive shell forever, it doesn't suit you." she said as she stood, knocking her chair back in the process. She gave him once last glare before she stormed out.
"What a speech." 18 mumbled as she chewed on a piece of ice.
"Goku-"
"Not now ChiChi." he cut her off before he could be ridiculed by her as well.
He shook his head and got up as well. When ChiChi tried to follow, he raised a hand and stormed out as well.
Vegeta chuckled as he looked at the retreating back of his best friend, "I never thought he had it in him."
"Fuck Kakarott." Bulma sneered as she pulled into her driveway.
She put her car in park and stepped out, locking the doors behind her. She leaned against the hood, putting her head in her heads.
"I knew this was a bad place." she moaned.
"I find it very welcoming." a deep gruff voice answered from in front of her.
Her head snapped up at the sound of his voice, a wide smile breaking out on her face.
"Brolly!" She ran up and threw her arms around his neck, sqeezing him tightly. He chuckled at her actions, patting her back.
"Hello Azure. How've you been?" he asked smoothly as he gave her a kiss on the lips.
She frowned as she pulled away a bit.
"Kakarott and Father live here." she stated before leading him to the front door.
He shook his head and chuckled in confusion.
"And that is a bad thing? I thought you were actually looking for them."
"It is when your little brother tries to dictate your life and your father doesn't want you. Too much stress." she said as she unlocked the door and led him throught the threshold.
"Would you like help relieveing that stress?" he whispered in her ear as he walked up behind her, his hands moving to her hips.
She smirked and pushed herself into his chest.
"Only if you're willing." she breathed huskily as she reclined her head to the side to look at him.
He shuddered as her breath caressed his cheek.
"My pleasure." he said as he spun her around and captured her lips with his, their bodies molding together. Their tongues battled for dominance as they started removing the others clothes, hands roaming freely.
That night, he definately helped her relieve stress.