Goku skipped down the hallway like a five year old would on Christmas. When his sister and best friend had disappeared, he was the only one who knew where they might be. The art studio. He knew Bulma was artistic and that was where Vegeta went when he wanted to be alone. When he found them he had gotten more than he had expected, that was for sure. He was bout tired of them looking at each other when they thought no one noticed and trying to touch the other on occasion. If they wouldn't've made the move themselves, he would've had to be a catylist.

He rounded the corner and giddily skipped back to his spot beside his lovely girlfriend of four years.

As he plopped down beside her, she gave him an odd look.

"Are you okay? You seem a little...excited." she asked as she looked up at him from her position on his chest.

He just gave her the classic Son grin and nodded.

Bardock looked at his son and shook his head. How that boy disturbed him sometimes. He decided to leave the teens to their gossip and cook some dinner. He was sure Bulma would be starving any time soon, considering she had the ungodly Son appetite. As soon as he left the room and Goku was sure he was out of hearing distance, another smile graced his features.

"What's up, dude?" Krillin asked as he looked up from his game of cards with Launch, Turles and Tien. They looked to the spikey haired teen as well.

"You guys will never believe what I just saw!" he exclaimed as his eyes lit up.

They all exchanged figurative glances then looked back to Goku.

"Um, no idea. Why don't you tell us." Launch asked as she folded her deck.

"Bulma and Vegeta," he paused and looked around the room to make sure he had everyone's attention.

"What were they doing?" ChiChi urged him to continue.

"Kissing."

No one moved. You could probably hear a pin drop. They all turned wide eyes to Goku.

"No way," Turles said as he stood up, "I don't believe you." he said as he made a move to the door. Goku stopped him before he could get far.

He shook his head at his cousin.

"Let them be. They need the time alone. Trust me, you'll be able to tell when they come back." He went back to the couch once he led Turles back to the card game. Krillin looked to him with a confused look.

"Where did they go anyways?" he asked as he continued to shuffle the deck of cards.

Goku shrugged.

"Just some place downstairs."

Not ten minutes later, the previously spoken of duo walked in, rather closely for any normal pair of friends. All sets of eyes were on them as they made their way back to the loveseat they had sat on before they stormed off. When they sat down, their thighs were squeezed together pretty closely.

Bulma heard ChiChi giggle and turned a raised brow in her direction. The raven haired girl shook her head and looked at her boyfriend with a smile on her face. When Bulma looked around, she found that everyone was staring at the two.

"What, I know I haven't been around for four months, but you don't have to stare."

She looked to Vegeta when she heard him chuckle.

"Selfish wench." he muttered as he crossed his arms.

She laughed and playfully punched him in the arm, "Like you're much better."

Turles stared at them in awe. Kakarott was right. There was definately something between the two of them. He turned in his cousin's direction to catch him staring at him. He looked back to the duo, then back to Kakarott.

"Holy shit." he whispered. He couldn't believe it. His cousin was right.

Vegeta caught the looks they were recieving. He wasn't stupid, he knew they knew. It was just a matter of who spoke up or who Bulma beat it out of first.

Bulma, on the other hand, was about to blow a fuse. Everyone was giving her and Vegeta weird looks and no one would tell her why.

She turned narrowed eyes to the group in front of her.

"If someone doesn't tell me what is going on, i'm going to put one of you in a coma for longer than four months." she growled out as she eyed every single one of them.

Goku gulped and laughed nervously while scratching the back of his neck, "Well, you see.." He couldn't finish as he shrunk under the weight of Bulma's glare.

"What the moron is trying to say is he saw you two kissing." Turles finished as he won another hand of cards.

Bulma's face went pale. That was definately a slap in the face. She turned to see Vegeta's reaction to see him smirking.

'Ooh I hate that man.'

'No you don't.'

'I really do. Everything about him.'

'Besides that body. Whew, and man, those lips could send a girl to heaven.'

'You're telling me.'

'Yes I am.'

Once she registered what was going on, she blushed like her life depended on it. She heard Vegeta chuckle and glared at him maliciously.

The others watching their display laughed at Bulma's expense as well. Tien stood and streched out, his back popping in the process.

"So guys, what now?" he asked as he took his seat.

Bulma sighed and sat back, pulling her legs up as she did so.

"Well, we're stuck in this place. The doors and windows are frozen shut."

All sound went silent at this news. When no one said anything, Bulma looked around to find all eyes on her once again.

"You're kidding?" 18 asked as she put away the fingernail polish she was using back in her purse.

Bulma shook her head.

"Nope. Go check for yourself. Vegeta couldn't even get it open." she replied.

Before anyone could reply to her statement, the lights flickered, then went out completely, covering everyone in a blanket of darkness. A couple of shrieks were heard and another couple of thuds. The lights came back on thirty seconds later. One walking in the room at that moment would find ChiChi huddled against Goku, Bulma holding Vegeta's hand, Krillin in Turles lap holding on for dear life, and 18 on the floor.

Turles dumped his cargo as soon as his senses came back and 18 picked herself up off of the floor as ChiChi straightened herself up.

"Um, that was wierd." Tien stated as he and Launch huddled beside the fire.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Woman, you can let go of my hand now." Vegeta stated as he smirked at Bulma.

She grunted and pulled her hand away quickly.

She looked around the room at the others who were snickering at. She rolled her eyes as she fluidly stood and streched her muscles. As she headed to the door, the sound of her cousin stopped her.

"Bulma, were are you going?"

She looked at him over her shoulder and shrugged.

"To find father. I'm starving and we all know i'm not cooking shit." she said as she continued her way to the door. She hadn't ate since breakfast that morning and she was starved. Unluckily, she had recieved the Son appetite which required her to consume nourishment every few hours or else she'd go hungry. Before she could exit, she felt a firm hand on her shoulder. She stiffened at the contact, unaware of who it was until she tilted her head to the side.

"Goddamnit Turles, don't scare me like that!" she scolded as she slipped out of his grasp. She turned serious at the look on his face. It was very un-Turles like to be so grief stricken and angered all in one, and it seemed his emotions were directed towards himself.

"Bulma, we need to talk." his tone held no room for arguement as he steered her to a corner of the room secluded from the others.

She looked to him with concerned filled eyes as he took the seat across from her. She started to ponder what could be wrong as he stared at her. When three minutes passed and he didn't say a word, she decided to break the silence.

"Turles, what-"

He cut her off before she could even finish her sentence.

"Bulma, you have no idea how I feel right now. This is all my fault." he put his head in his hands as his shoulders sagged.

"What in the world are you talking about?" She was genuinely confused about her cousin's behavior. Never in the many years she had known him had he shown such feelings about anything.

"Bulma, it's my fault Brolly left, it's my fault you got shot, it's my fault you were put in a coma! It's all my fault!" His shoulders shook as he gently stared to cry.

Bulma backpedled in her mind. His fault? How was it his fault Brolly was a shelfish jerk? It was Zarbon who shot her, not him. Nothing added up here.

"Turles, none of this is your fault, what are you talking about?" As she asked her question, she sat a reassuring hand on his own, which he promtly jerked away from.

"You don't understand! I was the one who told him to leave! If it weren't for my genius plan to get rid of him you would have never holed yourself up! You probably wouldn't have decided to see your father either! Fucking damnit! I didn't think about the consequneces of what may happen, I was careless!" By now he was yelling and sobbing violently, gaining the attention of the other occupants.

In the corner of her eye, she saw Goku shifting nervously in his seat. He apparently knew what was going on.

"Turles, what on earth are you talking about?"

He looked to her with swollen eyes.

"Brolly. I thought telling him to leave would be better for you. I never truly trusted him and thought he was bad news." He hung his head in shame as he continued on.

"The day I arrived here, I went to Kakarott for assistance, knowing I couldn't accomplish it on my own. He agreed, saying it would be better for you in the long run. We went to him and told him to high tail it back to Frieza before we did something he would regret. We never expected him to drag it out, since he was so willing to comply with our wishes. He never once objected our decision so we thought he was cool with it. We didn't even think how you felt. It was supposed to be a fling, or at least that's what you told me in Columbia. When we found you that day, both of us regretted our choice. Never did we think it would end like it did. All Kakarott wanted was for you and Uncle to get along once again, for you to see his side of the story. God Bulma, you have no idea how shitty i've felt since you were shot." He looked at her once more, flinching at the rage he saw swimming in her deep blue eyes, "I'm sorry, so sorry, Bulma." He hung his head once again when he finished.

Bulma didn't know what to think, other than she was pissed. No, pissed didn't even come close. What does one feel when they find out their cousin and brother were the reasons they went into a coma for four months?

'I can't believe they went behind my back. They should have came to me, not betray me like this.'

When Bulma didn't immediately reply, Goku spoke up.

"Bulma, we didn't know it would end like this or we wouldn't have done anything." he said as he came to stand behind Turles.

Both visibly flinched as her hard gaze landed on them. They knew she would be upset, but not THIS upset.

"I cannot believe you would go behind my back like that. Betray me in sich a manner. I thought we learned something about trust from being around Frieza's goons for so long? Turles is right, if it weren't for you, i'd probably be enjoying a nice cup of hot chocolate in front of my fireplace in my house, not trapped here with you backstabbing assholes after just waking up from a fucking coma!" He voice rose with every syllable until she was full fledged screaming at them, her eyes a dangerous navy color rather than the usual ocean blue, her face flushed in anger. She arrubtly stood from her chair, clenching her fists at her side trying to contain the anger she felt.

"Bulma I-"

She cut Goku off before he could apologize.

"Fuck off, Kakarott. I do not want your apologies. You ruined all trust I have in you, both of you." She looked both in the eye as she said this, then left the room in a storm to an unknown destination. Goku hung his head and plopped down on the couch he had previously resided. He didn't expect this to happen. Of course he knew they messed up. Only an idiot wouldn't see that. Now not only did he have to deal with a pissed sister, but judgemental friends who he knew would be a handful. He didn't dare look up as he felt their gazes on him.

"How could you do something like that?" 18 asked as she glared at him with muderous intent. When he didn't answer, his own girlfriend went against him.

"Honey, you know I love you, but she's your sister. Didn't you think to go to her first?" she asked as she went to stand beside 18.

"Why?" was all Krillin asked as he put his arm around 18's waist, not really sure what else to say.

Vegeta stood in the shadows of the dimly lit room, observing the scene before him. He understood the cousins' logic. They were protecting Bulma from what might possibly happen in the future, not worrying about the present. None of the others seemed to realize this.

Without being noticed, he slipped out of the room to go see where his blue haired woman ran off too.