Chibi DBZ

Chapter ten

Bulma kneeled even closer to the still Vegeta, he had passed out now and she suddenly felt very alone in the dark dusty rubble of the restaurant.

If the prince didn't get help fast, Saiyan or not, he would surely die. Something Bulma knew little about, except when her pet tortoise Raddish was buried in the garden. She had never seen Raddish since, and she certainly did not want that to happen to her prince.

She did the only thing that she could think of, she wasn't leaving him. She had promised him that she wouldn't.

"HELPPPPPPPPPP!" her quiet little screams, echoed throughout the building, causing even more dust to settle. "HELPPPP PLEASE HELP ME!!!"

To the little four year olds dismay, her calls for help were not answered. Outside she could make out the sounds of the sirens and fire engines but nobody had came in just yet.

Everybody on the outside world were oblivious of the two young children that were inside the crumbling building.

Vegeta groaned, as his wet eyes phased in and blurrily focussed on the dark surroundings he was in. his tail flickered giving Bulma a momentary feel that he was going to be okay. This was short lived, as he groaned and promptly coughed releasing some blood.

"I'm going to die…" the prince whispered weakly as he forced himself to look at the blue haired human. Why was she still here?

This was the most shameful and weakest moment of his short life.

Perhaps he would join his mother in the other world, maybe he was just never supposed to rule his planet or become a true Super Saiyan. He was the strongest, he had been the strongest until he allowed himself to be beaten by that mere fool minutes before.

That mere fool that had somehow harnessed the power to become what he had never…

"Your not…" Bulma whispered, as she pulled her hand to his forehead as her mother did to her when she was feeling ill.

He was very hot, it wasn't a good sign, her mother never let her out of the bed when she had a temperature. He should really be back home with his mummy wrapped up in blankets and resting.

Vegeta did not even try and move, he just allowed the girl to touch his head. His tail flickered weakly, as he almost purred at her touch.

It was just like his mother used to do….

The gang reached Kamis lookout, the little tent at the bottom containing Oopa and the older Indian his father, had been blown into smithereens just for the fun of it, by 18.

Thankfully the two native Indians were deep in the forest, hunting for salmon in the river. Nothing was left of the little red tent except a small crater and a charred eagle feather.

Brolley stood admiring the tall tower, as the others began picking fruit off the nearby trees for dinner. He had changed back to his normal form, and was feeling mightily proud of himself for defeating the prince of the Saiyans so easily.

It was almost too easy.

Radditz jumped from the top of the tree, causing the ground to move under his feet. He could of course fly, but it was sometimes much more fun to climb the traditional way.

Several red apples rolled onto the floor from his pockets, as he bent down and picked them up. In his tail, he had yet even more apples being clutched tightly.

The other two were still in the tree, and were throwing apples at one another trying to knock each other out.

Earth seemed quite a nice place; maybe hiding on the spaceship hadn't been such a bad idea after all.

"I wonder what's at the top of the tower." Turles questioned curiously, as he bit into a crunchy apple and proceeded to throw a large one at Radditz hitting him hard on the head.

Brolley just smirked, and did not reply. He was going to find out what was at the top, and then he was going to claim the lookout for his own.

It was a nice size for the perfect tree house.

"Do you not have meat fools!" He barked, as he looked at the fruit they were baring in their hands.

18 looked over to Radditz and Turles, who both shrugged and quickly dropped all the apples they were carrying.

"So…. What do we cook?" Radditz questioned, as he looked hopefully towards 18 and licked his lips.

Brolley growled, "you hunt something idiots. Did your parents not teach you anything!!"

Both Saiyans looked at one another, their parents were the same, of course they were. They were siblings.

Bardock had usually been in space, whilst their mother had died when Turles and Goku had been born.

"Not-"

Radditz was halted in mid-speech as his younger brother smacked him hard over the head. They couldn't look weak before the legendary Super Saiyan unless they wanted to end up the same as the young prince.

Disclaimer: I'm sorry that this is such a ridiculously short chapter, I am also sorry for the amount of time it has taken me to update Chibi Dbz.

I have to confess, I have got myself snowed in with fanfics… me thinks me have started a few too many at the same time!

I promise that I will try and update as soon as possible, and I thank you so much for your patience and continued support! Hope you have enjoyed, please do review and mark this as an alert as more will be coming this way soon:-0)

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