Code D.A.N.G.E.R.

"I'm fine Bulma you don't have to worry about me." Vegeta smiles as her worried voice rings in his ears "hey...remember our favorite song? The one that goes don't say I cant go with other boys, I'm not just one of your many toys, we sing each time you know..."

Cooler's P.O.V

His voice is delicate, I'm standing next to him while he talks to this female called Bulma, I never agreed to any of this bullshit but if I disagreed with the plan, my father is capable of taking away my part of the heritance and give it all away, so much money isn't good for my little brother's hands, he'll go pathetically annoying, I can't support him now much less if I just walk out of this nonsense, I truly don't have any interest in this kid, nor do I have it in Kakarot Son, he's always been the intimidating type since we were in school and that stupid accent, what do women like about that? But whatever I am not interested in love or lust either, I just want to get out of here and disappear from my father's sight.

"Time's up."

I take the phone away once he's finished talking and give him a quick look, why did Frieza insist on having him nude? I shrug and leave the cell like room, I didn't even know we had cells down here, anyways, I'm worried, Frieza is such an idiot that he didn't even investigate the kid more profoundly, he just took the details of him and Kakarot but not his personal life, how can I be sure that this kid isn't someone important or an undercover agent?

Let's see how Kakarot takes this kind of news, I won't make myself responsible for anything...I'm just as much a hostage as Vegeta Ouji.

Normal P.O.V

Bulma brings down all of Vegeta's things, she checks his backpack desperately, trying to find something, anything that would help her find him, she needed to do it fast, the moment he sang the code, the code words of danger, her heart has been stuck in her throat not moving anytime soon, she tried to call back but they never answered, Vegeta's phone rang and rang but he never answered. Bulma in a desperate cry throws the backpack to the wall, slowly sliding down to the floor, the tight feeling of sadness gripped her heart, where was Vegeta? She didn't want to worry his father, their friends or Black, so she kept it to herself, but it was too much to bare, she sobbed hoarsely, feeling her throat hurt, pleading to God for a sign of her friend.

Her eyes travel up to the ceiling and then to his teddy bear, sniffling she gives the stuffed animal a tight hug, something inside falls out, she picks up the paper and reads an address and a name.

"Kakarot Son..."

A car races between the streets, the city's people running for their life as the vehicle slides and screeches out of the road and onto the sidewalk, Bulma wiped her tears away and pumped up more gas making her boyfriend hold onto dear life, the tires screech and the car stops just outside the building, not waiting for it to turn off she runs out and makes her way in.

"Madam? Excuse me madam?!"

Bulma ignores the calls and runs up the stairs, the elevator was too slow, she slips and pulls her heels off her feet and runs down the wide hall, her bare feet slapping hard against the floor, she balls her hand into a fist and slams it against the wooden door, the door opens and before she could make her way in, security gets a hold of her and starts to drag her away.

"What did you do to Vegeta?!" She cried furiously glaring at the man her best friend cried over.

"I am so sorry for this misunderstanding Mr. Son, I will make sure she never bothers again...boys quickly."

"No! No! What did you do to him?!"

"Wait."

The manager of the hotel building looks at his best costumer, Mr. Son shoos the security men away from Bulma and her boyfriend.

"Mr. Son?"

"It's alright, I will handle this and take responsibility for any damage."

He closes the door and turns to the furious young woman, she starts searching the entire apartment, calling out for Vegeta again, getting no answer she starts to demand the man for her friend, crying and screaming she pounds on his chest and rips his shirt open when he doesn't open his mouth to speak, slapping him hard against the face but no answer, he didn't even flinch.

"Bulma enough!" Yamcha struggles to calm her down and makes her sit down

"What did you do to Vegeta, you bastard?!"

"Vegeta? I did nothing, I haven't seen him in quiet a while now."

"Don't play stupid!"

"Check my registration day." Mr. Son hands her a paper that shows the day and time he arrived, it was just fifteen minutes ago, she confirms it when she sees his suitcases.

"Oh..."

"Tell me...what happened?" He sits down and offers her a glass of water.

Bulma looks at him and smiles a little, his calm aura made her feel relaxed, it wasn't him, she takes a sip and lets her nerves calm down, Yamcha rubs her shoulder helping her and encouraging her.

"Vegeta called me today to tell me why he didn't come home yesterday and that he was alright but he sang the code."

"Code?"

"Yes, since we were in high school we sing a part of a song if we're in danger, he reminded me of the song...he's in danger...but I don't know where he is, I thought you had him, I'm sorry."

"Ms. Bulma, I do not have or know where he might be at this time, I don't know if he's alright either but I can assure you that I will find him and when I do you will be first one to know."

"Thank you Mr. Son."

"16 come here." Kakarot stands and his voice changes, dark and rough.

"Yes, Master?"

"Do me the favor of finding Vegeta Ouji, all over New York, maybe even further, take your siblings with you and make daddy happy."

"Yes, Master."

Bulma watches the tall Android and another two disappear in the dark part of the apartment, this was the job for a man who was beyond a businessman, who was Kakarot Son in reality?

Writer's Ward

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