When Worlds Meet

Chapter Four

Vegeta moved swiftly out of the pathway of the blast, as it shot directly
into a hut behind him, reducing it into a pile of smoking ruins. If anybody
had been inside at the time they were now certainly dead.

"Nice. Now tell me. How does a pauper like you come to own a Laser
Penetrator?" Vegeta growled; then he smirked. "Unfortunately for you it's
going to take a lot more than a toy gun to survive this…"

With that the young Sayan prince held up his hand, and formed a colossal
sized blue ki, the remaining villagers gasped and grabbed their young
children; a group of small boys seemed awed at the sheer power Vegeta seemed
to be able to harness so easily.

"Wow Bojunk… I wanna be like him when I grow up!" A five-year-old orphan
said to his friend, both were rubbing their eyes at the bright ball of
energy. Never in their lives had they felt the power that was circulating
around, their hair was going static and their eyes were beginning to water
from the sheer intense glow.

"He's totally a Super Sayan!" Bojunk awed bravely taking another step closer
to the prince. The man was still holding his miniature gun tightly in his
hands, which were now trembling.

Knowing that he was seconds away from death he dropped the weapon got down
onto his knees and began to bow in a strange fashion; the ki ball was still
getting larger.
Vegeta was effortlessly adding more energy to it, he wasn't even powering
up, and after another couple of seconds he stopped. The power ball was now
half the size of five or six space pods.

"Just think peasant. If you made me really angry I could make a blast the
size of this village without trying. All your family will be killed... do
you really want that?" Vegeta questioned smirking. He was enjoying the
attention he was receiving from the inhabitants; one thing that impressed
Vegeta was the young child that was standing behind him encouraging him to
make the blast bigger.

The ball was a bright blue shade, it crackled with sheer power and energy,
it was at the tip of the young prince's hand he was in complete control of
all the force and could clearly harness much more power if he wished.

One of the mothers suddenly jumped forwards pushing past the children to get
to the fight.

"Please…don't..." she stuttered, "He lives alone with his mother, for we all
dislike him your highness… we just ask that you rid him from us, I beg of
you just to spare us and our children… please…"
With that she suddenly collapsed in a heap on the floor; she had passed out
maybe from the stress, now she was only twenty feet away from the prince and
his huge energy sphere. If he dropped it she would surely be caught in the
blast.

"You. Take her away from me," pointed Vegeta with his spare hand to the body
as he glared at one of the other young children. "I shall not harm any of
you, for you have done me no harm. It is this menace who seems to be the
problem. - Now providing you all shut up and don't interfere you shall be
spared." Vegeta declared; his smirk suddenly returned as the man began to
madly stroke his feet.

"See you in the next dimension peasant!" with that he dropped the energy
ball onto the man's head; it gave off a bright blinding flash, then a crash
louder than a volcano erupting sounded afterwards.

Minutes later the dust and the smoke cleared, all what remained was a vast
crater. Surprisingly none of the houses had been harmed, the young boys just
stood there eyes bulging out and mouths gaped open like fishes gasping for
air.

"Wow." One boy murmured, he was speechless.
"Totally… wow…" Bojunk replied; he was the boy that was closest to the
Prince, throughout the battle he had been stepping closer, encouraging
Vegeta to make the energy orb greater.

"Hey Bojunk. You think your mother's okay? She fainted pretty badly out
there." The five year old said pulling himself out of the daze and brushing
the dust off his training suit.

"Yeah, yeah. I've gotta go meet the Prince! Perhaps he can give me some
tips!!" Bojunk shouted as he ran up to Vegeta who was inspecting the crater
himself and still smirking at his handiwork.

"Wait he might blow you up too!"

"Don't be dumb! He's cool you know how that weirdo guy used to look at the
kids playing outside… I was going to deal with him myself when I get a
little stronger!" Bojunk assured as he continued to run to the battle zone.

Mothers began to uncover the little children's eyes; one small girl began to
cry when she saw what had become of her previous neighbour.

"I won't be able to play with his cat anymore…" she sobbed as her mother
picked her up and began to rock her in his arms.

"Well if you tell me its good riddance to bad rubbish!" a man said as he
clipped his scouter back on his ear. He had taken it off when the prince was
gaining the energy encase the power shattered the screen as it was an old
model.

Bojunk approached the prince cautiously; he had short spiky black hair,
which had been spiked at the front and was flat at the back. He still had
the Chibi features but had clearly been training as he had a strong build
for a child his tail was waving in the wind as he ran.

"Hey there… I'm Bojunk." he murmured quietly behind Vegeta's back, he didn't
dare go straight up and approach him.

"If you wish to speak to me then come forwards," the prince replied folding
his arms.

Bojunk moved edgily up to the young heir and stood beside him; Vegeta
towered next to the five year old, villagers just looked on, some in horror
and others mesmerised at the behaviour of the young child.

"I wanna congratulate you, your Majesty," the child said as he bowed down
before the royal warrior, Vegeta rolled his eyes impressed at the youngster's
behaviour.

"I suppose you want me to tell you how you'll be like me one day if you
train." He said simply without changing his posture; he remained looking at
the crater he had made of the weak man.

"I'm just so glad I've met you, you're my hero! What move did you call that
blast? It was awesome!" Bojunk replied almost bouncing up and down with
happiness, he couldn't help but grin, the prince was everything he wanted to
be when he grew up.

"I call that an energy bomb. If you think that's cool you should check out
my Gallick gun. You know what kid, I think I like you." Vegeta said a smile
crept over his features; he turned to face the child and knelt down so he
was his height.

"Now I tell you what. You go off and train, push that small body of yours to
intense limits. Make your limbs feel so painful you believe their broken,
and then carry on. You'll get strong maybe stronger, and then in a few years
we'll spar? If you're up for it that is." Said the spiky haired teen a small
smirk creeping across his face.

"Wow, and you'll show me the Gallick gun then!"
"Kid, I'll be a Super Sayan then."
"YEAH! Hey can I like be your assistant maybe? I can clean your armour or
perhaps hunt for food?"
"Don't push it."

"Ok." Bojunk said slightly disappointed. Then he perked up again when he
thought about the spar. "Your Highness I'm going to have to excuse myself…I
must begin with my new training and see if my mother's okay. Can you give me
any tips on training?" Bojunk said scratching the back of his head and
smiling.

"I shall send a guard down to train you correctly." Vegeta said getting up
and regaining his stance.

"No way! Thank you!!! Wow you hear that Ferral! I'm going to get trained by
a royal guard!" Bojunk said proudly as he shouted over to his five-year-old
friend completely forgetting about his manners in the presence of the royal
teen.

With that Vegeta pushed his ki power up, and hovered in mid air; he powered
up a little more and then sped off into the distance with little effort and
not saying another word; he was going to keep his promise to the young
warrior, in his eyes the prince could see that with correct training the
youngster had much potential.

Chichi touched down onto the hot sand; the only person in sight was a blue
haired female; who was sitting under a tree and seemed to be sleeping; Goku
was nowhere to be seen.

"No...I've missed him…" she whispered to herself brushing a strand of her
black hair out of her face. Angrily she kicked a stray rock, which flew and
hit the sleeping girl.

"What the fuck!" Bulma shouted springing up and diving out of the shade;
quickly she formed a pink ki ball in her hand ready to attack the aggressor.
Moving her other hand she touched the top of her head where the rock had hit
her, and felt a wet texture; pulling her hand away she could clearly see it
was blood.

The dark haired assailant was suddenly beginning to back away, she was
wearing a long yellow tunic and had her hair fastened up into a tight bun,
there was a long furry tail wrapped firmly around her waist like a belt.

"I'm so sorry… really, I didn't mean to hit you…" the dark haired lady
ushered in a quiet voice as she stepped backwards even further.

Bulma was raging she was hovering towards the girl, a pink ki crackling all
around her body, blood dripped on the floor from the cut on her head. Her
tail was flickering as if it had a mind of its own, she rarely lost her
temper but today she wasn't feeling that well after the long hot flight,
then she was attacked by this stranger.

Bulma edged closer to the other female, each step she took left deep
imprints in the white sand, for some reason the dark haired aggressor wasn't
fighting back, she continued to keep attempting to back away.
Bulma assumed in her head that either they weren't trained in fighting or
they were terrified.

Whichever way they should have contemplated that before attacking her when
she was off guard.

A loud crackling sound interrupted Bulma making her swivel around, a figure
touched down on the sand then shot forwards as such a speed they were a
strange orange blur.
Sand and dust was kicked up in a smog-like fashion making it harder for her
to see what was going on. It was a speed that Bulma had rarely seen, not
many people could move at that kind of pace.

Suddenly like a wind the strange girl's personality changed and she sprang
forwards flying towards the blur.

The blue haired female just stood awed, as the girl embraced with the blur.
If she could move that fast in the first place then why didn't she try and
fly away.

It suddenly dawned on Bulma when the sand cleared that it was no stranger
that had caused such a storm, it was no one other than Goku! He had gone off
to search for his mysterious female friend leaving Bulma to have a doze
under the tree, as she was feeling queasy.

'If that's the case… that must be his girl friend…' Bulma thought to herself
as she felt the spot where the rock had hit her, it had stopped bleeding now
that was one of the benefits of being a Sayan; but had left a nasty gash she
was going to have to clean the wound as soon as possible.

Goku came into view and strolled over to his best friend, he had the petite
dark haired girl latched onto his arm and a cheeky grin plastered across his
face.

"Hey Bulma! Meet Chichi!" he grinned as he pulled his arm out as if to show
her off to his child hood friend.
Bulma was less than amused, the bang to her head wasn't helping her feel any
better and just seemed to contribute to the headache and light headed
feeling she had been having since flying over to the tropical side of
Vegetaseii.

"We have met." growled Bulma as she sat back down in the shade, no matter
how much she wanted to go over and assault the other girl she knew in her
heart she stood no chance with Goku standing in between.

"I'm real sorry Bulma… I'm such a klutz… please accept my apology," Chichi
said bowing slightly to the young adult, Bulma lifted her eyebrows in
surprise at least the girl seemed to have manners. Perhaps it had been an
accident after all.

"Sorry? For what…?" Goku grinned as he patted Chichi on the head in a
strange fashion as if she was a pet, she didn't look very amused and quickly
Goku retracted his hand back when he realised his mistake.

Bulma just pointed to the gash on her forehead without saying another word;
Goku turned on Chichi the smile removed from his features.

"You hurt Bulma…?" he said looking very sorrowful, Goku wasn't the brightest
person on the Planet but he did seem to have a heart of gold. He sniffled as
if he was about to cry before Chichi explained what had happened.

The pair sat down next to Bulma in the shade as the ocean began to move
steadily closer to them, soon removing their footprints from the sand.

The blue haired teenager accepted Chichi's apology and they were now engaged
in a very feminine conversation; Goku had taken this opportunity to build a
campfire ready for the fish he was hoping to catch for dinner.

"So… you're telling me that you locked Radditz into the cellar?" Bulma
finished as she placed her cheeks in her hands. She was lying flat on her
stomach with her legs poking into the air. She hadn't moved from under the
monstrous sized tree the cool shade had made her feel considerably better.

"Yes…" sighed Chichi, she was leaning against the trunk of the tree and was
watching Goku as he bent over the fire and began to wave like a madman to
try and prevent it from blowing out in the hot sticky breeze.

"To be fair. He was spying on me in the showers." Chichi laughed, just as a
large wave swept dangerously close to Goku's fire. He hadn't anticipated
that the tide was coming in and the salt water was approaching at quite a
pace. Common sense would have told him to build it past the shoreline but
Goku didn't seem to have much of that.

"He is a bit of an idiot." Bulma confessed, "He's quite a character though."
She was referring to Radditz.

"Yeah… I've not met Goku's father though, then again we have only been
seeing each other for half a week! Have you ever met him?" Chichi questioned
curiously, flattening out her yellow tunic and dusting the sand particles
back onto the beach.

"Yeah a few times. But he's in space a lot of the time. Radditz and Goku
were pretty much independent by the time they could walk." Bulma said
smiling at her best friend's attempts to stop the tide. He seemed to be
performing some strange war dance and looked a right idiot clearly it wasn't
going to work she was half expecting him to fire a Kamehameha and cause a
tsunami.

"Poor Goku. I know how he feels...I work with my mother in the fields most
days collecting Susha, its terrible work but it pays the bills. I've been
doing that since I was a child, one day I want to be able to give it up and
find a new job maybe do some cleaning for the Royal family."

Bulma raised her eyebrows in shock. "You don't want to work there trust me
Chi, my mother's done that job for decades. - The hours are ridiculously long
and under appreciation isn't even the word for it, the Royal family have no
idea how others live. Some days she doesn't even come home forced to work
double shifts just to please them. If she doesn't do as they say she gets
punished just like an animal would." Bulma growled angrily.

Chichi moved back shocked. "Really! Now don't be offended but I had no idea
you came from a third class background… I honestly thought the clothes you
wear and you don't work…" Chichi dropped off, Bulma just smiled warmly to
her new friend. She wasn't the only person that thought that many would
believe Bulma was well off she had a sexy natural look about her.

"I wish I was middle class. My father's a scientist and as I said my mother
works as a cleaner. They just want me to have a childhood worth remembering
like they had, so I'm not made to go and work until I have to, my father
educates me and I help him work on experiments."

"I must say I love your boots!" Bulma said changing the subject entirely and
indicated to Chichi's black boots, a further girly conversation began to
erupt; the sounds of their giggles drifted over the thundering of the waves
hitting the reef then gently moving up the beach onto the white sand.

Goku gave up on the fire as one wave particularly larger than the rest
thundered through, and washed around the bottom of the blaze removing many
of the sticks and carrying them back into the ocean.

Cursing to himself he gave up on making a campfire and waded out of the
water to explore the shoreline, his boots had soaked up lots of water and
were feeling rather uncomfortable. Each step he took was rewarded with a
squelch noise.

He was still smiling he felt nothing could deter the great mood he was
having not even feeling hungry.

Vegeta entered the castle in silence; the last thing he wanted was his
father to know of his presence. Stealthily he opened up the door to his room
and entered, closing it quietly behind him.


Disclaimer: I am ever so sorry it has taken so long for me to update! I
really honestly am! I have had the worst writer's block recently and only in
the past week I have recovered.

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