Disclaimer: I do not own DBZ or anything else
in the story except the pink thing.
A/N: In MY fic, Vegeta had turned super saiyan and defeated Frieza on Earth. Trunks had never came. That's right, this is the original timeline. Except, Goku still hasn't returned form Yardrat. Bulma and Vegeta have already started their relationship and Yamcha doesn't know. This fic takes place during those infamous three years before the androids arrive.
Rated PG - 13 for language and sexual suggestion
Hate Triangle
An Eventful Morning
Deep in space:
"AH HA HA HA HA HA! We will get you Bulma Briefs!" an insanely voice yelled out at the top if it's lungs. To be exact, the voice belonged to the leader of the Fartlings. A race known all too well and feared all throughout the universe. Mostly feared for their lethal smell and flammability, they can easily rule the universe if they had merely desired.
* * * * *
A beautiful morning at the Son residence:
"Gohan." Chi-Chi called out her child's name while packing plenty of capsules full of food.
"Yes, Mom?" he asked, walking into the kitchen.
"Bulma called earlier and invited us over to a picnic. Since you've been a good student and you are ahead in your studies, we are going to Bulma's and having a picnic." she paused "And since your already ready then I guess we can leave now."
"Yeah!" He jumped up and down with glee "Come on Mom I'll fly you over there."
"Um... okay, but keep your power level down or Vegeta might come out and try to spar or something." She thought for a second and then she pulled out her old frying pan. Gohan cringed. "Ah, I haven't used this in a long time. In fact, I think your father was the last person I used it on. I may need it today." Chi-Chi then magically placed the large pan in her small back pocket and headed outside.
Gohan sighed in relief as Chi-Chi put away the black pan and followed her outside the house. He remembers it all too well and how she used it on his father and the other Z-fighters. He then picked up his smiling mother and started flying in the direction of the Capsule Corp.
* * * * *
Earlier that same beautiful morning at the Briefs residence:
Bulma was sleeping in her big comfy king sized bed. One eye was cracked open as she slept. She was not that stupid to sleep with both eyes closed.
The very faint sound of Vegeta's window opening made her jump up in her bed. She ran to her window and looked out to see Vegeta in his usual blue spandex, floating down to the G.R., ready to start his daily training. She watched as he stopped and cocked his head with a puzzled look on his face as he noticed something big and pink under Bulma's balcony. He shrugged it off. Mumbling, he turned and continued floating down to his precious gravity chamber. He entered the G.R. to start stretching just as he always does before his training.
'Damn, his ass is nice...' "Ugh! What the fuck are you thinking Bulma!?! You should be running like hell into the woods!" she screamed as she grabbed her backpack that she prepared last night and since she cleverly went to bed wearing her running clothes and her best Nike's, she didn't have to get ready. She ran out onto her balcony and jumped off. Only for a second she had forgotten that it's located on the third story...
She stared down at the ground. Panic was written all over her beautiful face. So many things were going through her head so quickly. Her whole short life flashed before her eyes. "I'm too ingenious and rich and beautiful and young to die," Bulma quietly whispered to herself.
She was so scared silly of Vegeta and she wanted to get out of there before he found out that the G.R. wouldn't work and she doesn't have the part that would make it work. She grunted as she landed on a large, soft, pink thing. "Yes! It pays to be a genius!" She rolled off the shock absorbent that Piccolo strategically placed that night. As soon as she was on her feet, she started sprinting into the woods.
* * * * *
Around the same time:
"Hm... I wonder if Bulma is awake yet," Yamcha thought out loud to himself when he was flying toward the Capsule Corp. "I'll go in through her window so not to wake her parents or run into Vegeta... I can't believe I dreamed that Bulma and Vegeta had sex! How absurd is that!?!" He laughed nervously and picked up his speed.
In the G.R., Vegeta felt Bulma jump out the window and instantly start running into the woods. He then instantly figured out the reason why that big pink cushion was beside her balcony. He growled as he was about to go see what she did that made her plan to be so scared that she'd jump out her third story window onto a pink thing and hide in the woods. He made a mental note not to eat any food if she left it on the table for him. 'That woman is up to something...' he thought standing up to track down Bulma and threaten her and maybe fuck her, but he stopped when he felt Yamcha's ki rapidly approaching. 'It probably has something to do with the weakling' he smirked 'I wonder if she told him anything yet.' He shrugged and went to turn on the G.R. He frowned as the G.R. refused to work. "That Bitch! I'll get her for this!" he ranted while stomping out of the G.R. His smirk came back to him as an evil idea popped up in his head. He headed up to Bulma's bedroom.
* * * * *
Deep in the forest:
Bulma stops running, panting heavily. "Whew! *pant* Now that... *pant* I've been... *pant* running... *pant* for two... *pant* whole... *pant* minutes... * pant* I'll stop." She leaned against a tree, pulling out a water bottle and went deep into thought 'Gosh, I'm surprised Vegeta isn't here threatening me yet. Maybe he hasn't noticed anything yet. Or he decided to meditate before trying to turn on the G.R. If that's the case then I got hours!' She then sat down and pulled out here breakfast. 'Who knew Piccolo would be so easy to bribe?' She giggled at the her flashback.
"Well, what do you want?" The tall green warrior gruffly asked.
"I want you to come by here tonight, when Vegeta is sleeping" she paused and an evil glint came up in her eyes "and take an important part of the G.R."
"Are you crazy!?!" His antennas twitched in annoyance "If Vegeta finds out, he'll kill me."
"He won't. I can promise you that, Greeny." A look of cockiness washed over her face "Besides, if you do this for me, I'll make it worth your while."
Piccolo kept his arms crossed looking unamused.
Bulma pulled out ten capsules "Here, I have ten kegs of your favorite beverage. Imported from America."
Piccolo stared at the capsules, mouth watering "Yo - Yosemite... water?"
"Yup. Yosemite water. Ten kegs of it, fresh from the water fall in America. It's not easy or inexpensive to get them shipped here."
Piccolo's mouth actually hung open. Drool dripped from his fangs just thinking about that great water "Fine. I'll do it."
"I knew you'd agree. You will get five now and the rest tomorrow night after you bring me back the part. Oh! An place this under my balcony for my escape from Vegeta tomorrow morning."
Piccolo nodded, took five of his capsules and the mysterious pink capsule. Then he blasted off without a word.
* * * * *
Back at the C.C.:
Vegeta laid on Bulma's king sized bed staring up at the ceiling. He smirked as he felt Yamcha's ki descend. 'This would be the perfect time to get the weakling to confess about all those times he came over with flowers for her, smelling like alcohol and tramp. The woman always thought it was just because he was thinking of her. Ha! I'll show her for her punishment!'
As Yamcha was descending, he saw a big pink thing, thinking 'I wonder what that is'. He landed and walked in Bulma's room and got the surprise of his life when he saw Vegeta laying on Bulma's bed, smirking...
"VEGETA!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?"
Vegeta calmly looked toward the weakling with his normal mean looking straight face. "What?" he asked innocently "Can't a saiyan prince sleep in peace?"
"I KNEW IT!!! I KNEW SOMETHING WAS GOING ON BETWEEN YOU TWO BECAUSE OF MY DREAM!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!!"
Vegeta kept his straight face as he quickly thought 'So the woman didn't tell the weakling yet. I wonder why she's stalling. Oh well, I can still have fun out of this.' He gave his answer calmly, "You thought something was going on between us like what always goes on between you and other human females?"
Yamcha's mouth dropped "How... did you...?"
"I am Saiyan, my senses are superior to that of a mere weakling human."
Yamcha stood there dumbfounded.
"You come over smelling like sex, whore, and alcohol." 'I swear Kakarot's friends are as dumb as him sometimes'
Yamcha put a hand behind his back. "Oh yeah..." 'Damn monkey' "You won't tell Bulma, will you?"
"No..."
"Yes! Thank you SO much Vegeta. I owe you my life, my house, my loyalty, my food, my strength, my chick-tionary, my..."
"...Unless, of course, you don't obey every command I give forth as my personal servant."
"P-personal ser...vant?"
"Yes, personal servant. On planet Vegeta, many killed so they can become a personal servant for the royal family. You can be like another Nappa. It's safe to say that the position is... to die for."
With that, Yamcha started to feel light headed. His legs grew weak and he blacked out, luckily, before his head roughly hit the floor.
Vegeta blinked "That pussy fainted." He started to growl, but was cut short of an annoying tune. Wanting to quickly turn it off, he investigated. It was coming from Yamcha's pocket. Vegeta reached in and pulled out a small cell phone. He had seen humans use these before, they act as primative scouters. He studied the phone and pressed talk "What."
"Yam! It's Mary. I miss you SOOoo much. Last night was the best night I ever had. Your sooo strong. Hope to see you again real soon. Love ya!" *click* *busy signal*
Vegeta smirked as he stuffed the phone in his tights "This can come in handy."
He then picked up Yamcha's limp body and flew through the open window toward Bulma's ki 'Pathetic. She didn't even make it a half mile.'
Bulma was in the middle of her snack so she didn't notice Vegeta floating above her. Or a large human body falling from the sky.
"AUUUGH!!!" Bulma realized what had mysteriously fallen right in front of her was an unconscious Yamcha. She then looked up to see a very unhappy prince. "VEGETA! If I do something that you don't like then don't take it out on my friends!"
"THEN FIX THAT DAMN MACHINE THAT YOU BROKE!!!"
"I didn't break it!"
"IT WAS WORKING PERFECTLY FINE LAST NIGHT!!!"
"I can't! I need a certain part to fix it, but it won't be here until later tonight!"
"Hmph!" Vegeta turned away from her 'I will make her pay' "So what do you propose I do until then?"
Bulma bit her lip "Anything you wanna do, Prince" she replied seductively.
He turned toward her surprised. He expected her to make him go to the beach or mall or picnic.
"And then maybe we can have a picnic with the Sons."
Vegeta frown dropped more. A situation like this was bound to happen. The spoiled woman always gets what she wants - and she wants to spend time with him. "I will not eat with that third class family of Kakarot's!!!"
"Come on, Vegeta. Chi-Chi always insists on cooking and bringing every thing. She's the best cook on earth. And we don't have anything to do until then."
"Hmph. It better be some good ass food. My gravity stimulator better be up as soon as you get that damn part. This better not be a trick to spend 'quality time' with me. Nobody better bother me. And you better be entertaining me well before those losers get here."
"Don't worry, Vegeta." 'So what if its a trick'
"Fine. Now lets start with the entertainment." Vegeta scooped her up at took off at top speed toward the C.C. building. Both forgot about the unconscious Yamcha.
* * * * *
"Almost there Mom! I can see the C.C. from here!" Gohan happily called to his mother.
"I see that Gohan." Chi-Chi was busy looking at a cooking magazine. 'Hmmm... I gotta try that.'
'I can feel Yamcha in the woods.' "Mom, Yamcha's down there, should we check on him?"
Chi-Chi paled at Yamcha's name. She did not want to see him at all. Just yesterday he called as he does just about every week and asks if there is anything he can do for her since Goku isn't around. He tried giving her his cell phone number, but she 'accidentally misplaced' it. He had even showed up at the house and tried giving her 'stress relieving massages', but she just made him fetch wood and leave. She did not feel like putting up with Yamcha's continuous flirting. "No, Gohan, he's probably just training or something."
"I don't think he's training, his power level is really low. I think he maybe hurt or something."
'Isn't his power level always low?' "Oh, he'll be fine. He's not even a half mile from the C.C."
* * * * *
"Woman! Faster! They are on their way here!"
"Shut up, Vegeta! My name is Bulma! I'm going as fast as I can! You inconsiderate, arrogant, stupid, mother..."
Bulma was cut off by an annoying song. Vegeta reached down and answered the phone. "What the fuck do you want?" he asked amused.
"Yamcha! Was that your name?"
" No."
"Oh, it doesn't matter what your name was. This is Tina from Tuesday night. You were supposed to be here an hour ago. Hurry, I can't wait any longer, baby! And bring plenty of oil. I like it in the ass. I live at 364 Pine St. Hurry over..." *click*
"Vegeta! Who did you steal that phone from?!? Yamcha?!? Promise that you'll give that damn phone back to him unharmed or I'll never let you touch me again!"
Vegeta looked at the phone 'Damn, I really wanted to destroy this after I had my fun with it. Hm...' he moved his gaze to a very naked Bulma and then down to his extremely hardened member and then back at the phone "Fine, Woman, I promise I won't destroy the phone."
"Bulma!. Now lets hurry."
* * * * *
"Oooh, Gohan! You've grown so big and handsome! I hardly noticed you!" Mrs. Briefs gave Gohan a big bear hug.
"Mrs. Briefs, where is Bulma?" Chi-Chi dared to ask.
"Oh, she's upstairs with Vegeta. I think that they are fighting again because she's been yelling his name over and over again for the last few hours," she stated "I just don't like it when they fight like that. They'd be such a cute couple and Vegeta is such a good boy."
Chi-Chi decided to investigate. She left Gohan with Mrs. Briefs. 'Bulma always knew how Yamcha was and she always swore to get back at him 100 fold. Sleeping with Vegeta would be getting back at him a million fold, since Vegeta was evil and he was the one that killed Yamcha. Another reason is that Yamcha was so jealous of him because Vegeta has captured the hearts of millions of earthlings without even trying and that includes most of Yamcha's girlfriends.' Chi-Chi snickered as she thought. 'Years ago, Bulma made Yamcha wear a pink shirt. As they walked through the mall, the girls looked at him disgusted and they had made comments like "Fag", "Fudge packer", and "Holy shit! It's Elton John!" When Vegeta walked through the mall with a pink shirt on, he glared at anyone who looked at him. He even picked some guy up and threw him into the trash can on the first floor from the second just for staring at him. The girls watched him and said things like "Wow, he's brave", "He makes pink look so good on men", and "Now there's a MAN!"' Chi-Chi giggled again. 'The look on Yamcha's face was as if he was in hell. The girls wouldn't even pay attention to him because they were too busy watching Vegeta. Even Bulma was too caught up in Vegeta to care about Yamcha. This would be the perfect payback.'
She stopped at Bulma's door and banged loudly. She heard a "Shit! I'm not even ready yet!" and "Damn Woman" and "Bulma!"
"Bulma!" Chi-Chi yelled "I wanna know what's going on!" She stopped yelling as the door swung open revealing Vegeta fully dressed in his spandex. Bulma appeared behind him, dressed poorly and with messed up hair. Just then Gohan came up behind Chi-Chi, confused.
"I will tell Kakarot's mate, Woman" Vegeta finally said.
"Bulma! Fine." Bulma turned to Gohan "Hey, Kid, there's a cushion underneath my balcony. Do you wanna go jump out my window?"
"Yeah!" Gohan followed as they ran and jumped off of Bulma's balcony.
"Well?" Chi-Chi pried.
"It's none of your business what goes on between me and the woman."
"WHAT!?! THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE GONNA TELL ME?!?"
"HOW IS MY LIFE ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS?!?"
"BULMA'S LIFE IS MY BUSINESS!!!"
"NO IT'S NOT!!!"
"YES IT IS!!!"
And so it goes on like this for a while...
"Wee!" Bulma and Gohan yelled out in unison.
"This pink thing is fun, Bulma!"
* * * * *
"So this is Bulma Briefs, the most intelligent human on this planet," the leaders of the Fartlings asked while looking at the look-out screen "and she's right beneath us?"
"Yes, Lord Fart."
"Good" Lord Fart smiled "Toot!"
"Yes, Lord Fart?" asked Toot.
"Beam up Bulma Briefs."
"But Sir, if we beam her up now then we will also get a kid and a big pink thing that they are sitting on."
"That's okay." Lord Fart started laughing evilly.
* * * * *
"Hey, Bulma, what's that in the sky?" Gohan pointed.
"Wow. I think it's a space craft. I don't think the Corp. owns it"
Suddenly, a blue ray shoot's out of it's base right at them. Bulma barely had enough time to scream before she was zapped aboard with Gohan and the pink thing.
"VEGETAAAaaa..."
"BITCH, YOU CAN GO FU...!!!" Vegeta stopped in the middle of yelling at Chi-Chi as he heard Bulma scream his name. Both him and Chi-Chi ran to the window to see the spacecraft depart at the speed of light into space.
"GOHAN!!!"
"WOMAN!!!"
A/N: Don't worry people, Piccolo will come next chapter and there is plenty of fighting between the three. It'll be the chapter where they take off deep into space on a crowded ship. Ten points to who ever comes up with some good names for the Farts! I'm open for suggestions, corrections, and even opinions.
A/N: In MY fic, Vegeta had turned super saiyan and defeated Frieza on Earth. Trunks had never came. That's right, this is the original timeline. Except, Goku still hasn't returned form Yardrat. Bulma and Vegeta have already started their relationship and Yamcha doesn't know. This fic takes place during those infamous three years before the androids arrive.
Rated PG - 13 for language and sexual suggestion
Hate Triangle
An Eventful Morning
Deep in space:
"AH HA HA HA HA HA! We will get you Bulma Briefs!" an insanely voice yelled out at the top if it's lungs. To be exact, the voice belonged to the leader of the Fartlings. A race known all too well and feared all throughout the universe. Mostly feared for their lethal smell and flammability, they can easily rule the universe if they had merely desired.
* * * * *
A beautiful morning at the Son residence:
"Gohan." Chi-Chi called out her child's name while packing plenty of capsules full of food.
"Yes, Mom?" he asked, walking into the kitchen.
"Bulma called earlier and invited us over to a picnic. Since you've been a good student and you are ahead in your studies, we are going to Bulma's and having a picnic." she paused "And since your already ready then I guess we can leave now."
"Yeah!" He jumped up and down with glee "Come on Mom I'll fly you over there."
"Um... okay, but keep your power level down or Vegeta might come out and try to spar or something." She thought for a second and then she pulled out her old frying pan. Gohan cringed. "Ah, I haven't used this in a long time. In fact, I think your father was the last person I used it on. I may need it today." Chi-Chi then magically placed the large pan in her small back pocket and headed outside.
Gohan sighed in relief as Chi-Chi put away the black pan and followed her outside the house. He remembers it all too well and how she used it on his father and the other Z-fighters. He then picked up his smiling mother and started flying in the direction of the Capsule Corp.
* * * * *
Earlier that same beautiful morning at the Briefs residence:
Bulma was sleeping in her big comfy king sized bed. One eye was cracked open as she slept. She was not that stupid to sleep with both eyes closed.
The very faint sound of Vegeta's window opening made her jump up in her bed. She ran to her window and looked out to see Vegeta in his usual blue spandex, floating down to the G.R., ready to start his daily training. She watched as he stopped and cocked his head with a puzzled look on his face as he noticed something big and pink under Bulma's balcony. He shrugged it off. Mumbling, he turned and continued floating down to his precious gravity chamber. He entered the G.R. to start stretching just as he always does before his training.
'Damn, his ass is nice...' "Ugh! What the fuck are you thinking Bulma!?! You should be running like hell into the woods!" she screamed as she grabbed her backpack that she prepared last night and since she cleverly went to bed wearing her running clothes and her best Nike's, she didn't have to get ready. She ran out onto her balcony and jumped off. Only for a second she had forgotten that it's located on the third story...
She stared down at the ground. Panic was written all over her beautiful face. So many things were going through her head so quickly. Her whole short life flashed before her eyes. "I'm too ingenious and rich and beautiful and young to die," Bulma quietly whispered to herself.
She was so scared silly of Vegeta and she wanted to get out of there before he found out that the G.R. wouldn't work and she doesn't have the part that would make it work. She grunted as she landed on a large, soft, pink thing. "Yes! It pays to be a genius!" She rolled off the shock absorbent that Piccolo strategically placed that night. As soon as she was on her feet, she started sprinting into the woods.
* * * * *
Around the same time:
"Hm... I wonder if Bulma is awake yet," Yamcha thought out loud to himself when he was flying toward the Capsule Corp. "I'll go in through her window so not to wake her parents or run into Vegeta... I can't believe I dreamed that Bulma and Vegeta had sex! How absurd is that!?!" He laughed nervously and picked up his speed.
In the G.R., Vegeta felt Bulma jump out the window and instantly start running into the woods. He then instantly figured out the reason why that big pink cushion was beside her balcony. He growled as he was about to go see what she did that made her plan to be so scared that she'd jump out her third story window onto a pink thing and hide in the woods. He made a mental note not to eat any food if she left it on the table for him. 'That woman is up to something...' he thought standing up to track down Bulma and threaten her and maybe fuck her, but he stopped when he felt Yamcha's ki rapidly approaching. 'It probably has something to do with the weakling' he smirked 'I wonder if she told him anything yet.' He shrugged and went to turn on the G.R. He frowned as the G.R. refused to work. "That Bitch! I'll get her for this!" he ranted while stomping out of the G.R. His smirk came back to him as an evil idea popped up in his head. He headed up to Bulma's bedroom.
* * * * *
Deep in the forest:
Bulma stops running, panting heavily. "Whew! *pant* Now that... *pant* I've been... *pant* running... *pant* for two... *pant* whole... *pant* minutes... * pant* I'll stop." She leaned against a tree, pulling out a water bottle and went deep into thought 'Gosh, I'm surprised Vegeta isn't here threatening me yet. Maybe he hasn't noticed anything yet. Or he decided to meditate before trying to turn on the G.R. If that's the case then I got hours!' She then sat down and pulled out here breakfast. 'Who knew Piccolo would be so easy to bribe?' She giggled at the her flashback.
"Well, what do you want?" The tall green warrior gruffly asked.
"I want you to come by here tonight, when Vegeta is sleeping" she paused and an evil glint came up in her eyes "and take an important part of the G.R."
"Are you crazy!?!" His antennas twitched in annoyance "If Vegeta finds out, he'll kill me."
"He won't. I can promise you that, Greeny." A look of cockiness washed over her face "Besides, if you do this for me, I'll make it worth your while."
Piccolo kept his arms crossed looking unamused.
Bulma pulled out ten capsules "Here, I have ten kegs of your favorite beverage. Imported from America."
Piccolo stared at the capsules, mouth watering "Yo - Yosemite... water?"
"Yup. Yosemite water. Ten kegs of it, fresh from the water fall in America. It's not easy or inexpensive to get them shipped here."
Piccolo's mouth actually hung open. Drool dripped from his fangs just thinking about that great water "Fine. I'll do it."
"I knew you'd agree. You will get five now and the rest tomorrow night after you bring me back the part. Oh! An place this under my balcony for my escape from Vegeta tomorrow morning."
Piccolo nodded, took five of his capsules and the mysterious pink capsule. Then he blasted off without a word.
* * * * *
Back at the C.C.:
Vegeta laid on Bulma's king sized bed staring up at the ceiling. He smirked as he felt Yamcha's ki descend. 'This would be the perfect time to get the weakling to confess about all those times he came over with flowers for her, smelling like alcohol and tramp. The woman always thought it was just because he was thinking of her. Ha! I'll show her for her punishment!'
As Yamcha was descending, he saw a big pink thing, thinking 'I wonder what that is'. He landed and walked in Bulma's room and got the surprise of his life when he saw Vegeta laying on Bulma's bed, smirking...
"VEGETA!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE?!?"
Vegeta calmly looked toward the weakling with his normal mean looking straight face. "What?" he asked innocently "Can't a saiyan prince sleep in peace?"
"I KNEW IT!!! I KNEW SOMETHING WAS GOING ON BETWEEN YOU TWO BECAUSE OF MY DREAM!!! I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!!!"
Vegeta kept his straight face as he quickly thought 'So the woman didn't tell the weakling yet. I wonder why she's stalling. Oh well, I can still have fun out of this.' He gave his answer calmly, "You thought something was going on between us like what always goes on between you and other human females?"
Yamcha's mouth dropped "How... did you...?"
"I am Saiyan, my senses are superior to that of a mere weakling human."
Yamcha stood there dumbfounded.
"You come over smelling like sex, whore, and alcohol." 'I swear Kakarot's friends are as dumb as him sometimes'
Yamcha put a hand behind his back. "Oh yeah..." 'Damn monkey' "You won't tell Bulma, will you?"
"No..."
"Yes! Thank you SO much Vegeta. I owe you my life, my house, my loyalty, my food, my strength, my chick-tionary, my..."
"...Unless, of course, you don't obey every command I give forth as my personal servant."
"P-personal ser...vant?"
"Yes, personal servant. On planet Vegeta, many killed so they can become a personal servant for the royal family. You can be like another Nappa. It's safe to say that the position is... to die for."
With that, Yamcha started to feel light headed. His legs grew weak and he blacked out, luckily, before his head roughly hit the floor.
Vegeta blinked "That pussy fainted." He started to growl, but was cut short of an annoying tune. Wanting to quickly turn it off, he investigated. It was coming from Yamcha's pocket. Vegeta reached in and pulled out a small cell phone. He had seen humans use these before, they act as primative scouters. He studied the phone and pressed talk "What."
"Yam! It's Mary. I miss you SOOoo much. Last night was the best night I ever had. Your sooo strong. Hope to see you again real soon. Love ya!" *click* *busy signal*
Vegeta smirked as he stuffed the phone in his tights "This can come in handy."
He then picked up Yamcha's limp body and flew through the open window toward Bulma's ki 'Pathetic. She didn't even make it a half mile.'
Bulma was in the middle of her snack so she didn't notice Vegeta floating above her. Or a large human body falling from the sky.
"AUUUGH!!!" Bulma realized what had mysteriously fallen right in front of her was an unconscious Yamcha. She then looked up to see a very unhappy prince. "VEGETA! If I do something that you don't like then don't take it out on my friends!"
"THEN FIX THAT DAMN MACHINE THAT YOU BROKE!!!"
"I didn't break it!"
"IT WAS WORKING PERFECTLY FINE LAST NIGHT!!!"
"I can't! I need a certain part to fix it, but it won't be here until later tonight!"
"Hmph!" Vegeta turned away from her 'I will make her pay' "So what do you propose I do until then?"
Bulma bit her lip "Anything you wanna do, Prince" she replied seductively.
He turned toward her surprised. He expected her to make him go to the beach or mall or picnic.
"And then maybe we can have a picnic with the Sons."
Vegeta frown dropped more. A situation like this was bound to happen. The spoiled woman always gets what she wants - and she wants to spend time with him. "I will not eat with that third class family of Kakarot's!!!"
"Come on, Vegeta. Chi-Chi always insists on cooking and bringing every thing. She's the best cook on earth. And we don't have anything to do until then."
"Hmph. It better be some good ass food. My gravity stimulator better be up as soon as you get that damn part. This better not be a trick to spend 'quality time' with me. Nobody better bother me. And you better be entertaining me well before those losers get here."
"Don't worry, Vegeta." 'So what if its a trick'
"Fine. Now lets start with the entertainment." Vegeta scooped her up at took off at top speed toward the C.C. building. Both forgot about the unconscious Yamcha.
* * * * *
"Almost there Mom! I can see the C.C. from here!" Gohan happily called to his mother.
"I see that Gohan." Chi-Chi was busy looking at a cooking magazine. 'Hmmm... I gotta try that.'
'I can feel Yamcha in the woods.' "Mom, Yamcha's down there, should we check on him?"
Chi-Chi paled at Yamcha's name. She did not want to see him at all. Just yesterday he called as he does just about every week and asks if there is anything he can do for her since Goku isn't around. He tried giving her his cell phone number, but she 'accidentally misplaced' it. He had even showed up at the house and tried giving her 'stress relieving massages', but she just made him fetch wood and leave. She did not feel like putting up with Yamcha's continuous flirting. "No, Gohan, he's probably just training or something."
"I don't think he's training, his power level is really low. I think he maybe hurt or something."
'Isn't his power level always low?' "Oh, he'll be fine. He's not even a half mile from the C.C."
* * * * *
"Woman! Faster! They are on their way here!"
"Shut up, Vegeta! My name is Bulma! I'm going as fast as I can! You inconsiderate, arrogant, stupid, mother..."
Bulma was cut off by an annoying song. Vegeta reached down and answered the phone. "What the fuck do you want?" he asked amused.
"Yamcha! Was that your name?"
" No."
"Oh, it doesn't matter what your name was. This is Tina from Tuesday night. You were supposed to be here an hour ago. Hurry, I can't wait any longer, baby! And bring plenty of oil. I like it in the ass. I live at 364 Pine St. Hurry over..." *click*
"Vegeta! Who did you steal that phone from?!? Yamcha?!? Promise that you'll give that damn phone back to him unharmed or I'll never let you touch me again!"
Vegeta looked at the phone 'Damn, I really wanted to destroy this after I had my fun with it. Hm...' he moved his gaze to a very naked Bulma and then down to his extremely hardened member and then back at the phone "Fine, Woman, I promise I won't destroy the phone."
"Bulma!. Now lets hurry."
* * * * *
"Oooh, Gohan! You've grown so big and handsome! I hardly noticed you!" Mrs. Briefs gave Gohan a big bear hug.
"Mrs. Briefs, where is Bulma?" Chi-Chi dared to ask.
"Oh, she's upstairs with Vegeta. I think that they are fighting again because she's been yelling his name over and over again for the last few hours," she stated "I just don't like it when they fight like that. They'd be such a cute couple and Vegeta is such a good boy."
Chi-Chi decided to investigate. She left Gohan with Mrs. Briefs. 'Bulma always knew how Yamcha was and she always swore to get back at him 100 fold. Sleeping with Vegeta would be getting back at him a million fold, since Vegeta was evil and he was the one that killed Yamcha. Another reason is that Yamcha was so jealous of him because Vegeta has captured the hearts of millions of earthlings without even trying and that includes most of Yamcha's girlfriends.' Chi-Chi snickered as she thought. 'Years ago, Bulma made Yamcha wear a pink shirt. As they walked through the mall, the girls looked at him disgusted and they had made comments like "Fag", "Fudge packer", and "Holy shit! It's Elton John!" When Vegeta walked through the mall with a pink shirt on, he glared at anyone who looked at him. He even picked some guy up and threw him into the trash can on the first floor from the second just for staring at him. The girls watched him and said things like "Wow, he's brave", "He makes pink look so good on men", and "Now there's a MAN!"' Chi-Chi giggled again. 'The look on Yamcha's face was as if he was in hell. The girls wouldn't even pay attention to him because they were too busy watching Vegeta. Even Bulma was too caught up in Vegeta to care about Yamcha. This would be the perfect payback.'
She stopped at Bulma's door and banged loudly. She heard a "Shit! I'm not even ready yet!" and "Damn Woman" and "Bulma!"
"Bulma!" Chi-Chi yelled "I wanna know what's going on!" She stopped yelling as the door swung open revealing Vegeta fully dressed in his spandex. Bulma appeared behind him, dressed poorly and with messed up hair. Just then Gohan came up behind Chi-Chi, confused.
"I will tell Kakarot's mate, Woman" Vegeta finally said.
"Bulma! Fine." Bulma turned to Gohan "Hey, Kid, there's a cushion underneath my balcony. Do you wanna go jump out my window?"
"Yeah!" Gohan followed as they ran and jumped off of Bulma's balcony.
"Well?" Chi-Chi pried.
"It's none of your business what goes on between me and the woman."
"WHAT!?! THAT'S WHAT YOU WERE GONNA TELL ME?!?"
"HOW IS MY LIFE ANY OF YOUR BUSINESS?!?"
"BULMA'S LIFE IS MY BUSINESS!!!"
"NO IT'S NOT!!!"
"YES IT IS!!!"
And so it goes on like this for a while...
"Wee!" Bulma and Gohan yelled out in unison.
"This pink thing is fun, Bulma!"
* * * * *
"So this is Bulma Briefs, the most intelligent human on this planet," the leaders of the Fartlings asked while looking at the look-out screen "and she's right beneath us?"
"Yes, Lord Fart."
"Good" Lord Fart smiled "Toot!"
"Yes, Lord Fart?" asked Toot.
"Beam up Bulma Briefs."
"But Sir, if we beam her up now then we will also get a kid and a big pink thing that they are sitting on."
"That's okay." Lord Fart started laughing evilly.
* * * * *
"Hey, Bulma, what's that in the sky?" Gohan pointed.
"Wow. I think it's a space craft. I don't think the Corp. owns it"
Suddenly, a blue ray shoot's out of it's base right at them. Bulma barely had enough time to scream before she was zapped aboard with Gohan and the pink thing.
"VEGETAAAaaa..."
"BITCH, YOU CAN GO FU...!!!" Vegeta stopped in the middle of yelling at Chi-Chi as he heard Bulma scream his name. Both him and Chi-Chi ran to the window to see the spacecraft depart at the speed of light into space.
"GOHAN!!!"
"WOMAN!!!"
A/N: Don't worry people, Piccolo will come next chapter and there is plenty of fighting between the three. It'll be the chapter where they take off deep into space on a crowded ship. Ten points to who ever comes up with some good names for the Farts! I'm open for suggestions, corrections, and even opinions.