I'll settle for you, chapter 6.
Zoicyte aka Johnnyjosh
Warnings; Language, Yaoi, some het this chapter, strange stuff.
Notes; Weirdness, insanity, humor (at least I think some of it's funny, anyway), some MAJOR OOC, WAFFY, sap and silliness in places, AU, THIS IS BASED ON THE ANIME. I guess this takes place when Bra is like, 16, Goten and Trunks are like, 27 and 28 respectively, and Pan is about 14. You'll have to excuse me if I make a few mistakes with plot and characters, I've only seen DBZ up until the cell saga.
Pairing; Piccolo + Vegeta.
Description; Something strange is happening to Vegeta and Goku, what could it be?
Disclaimer; Don't own 'em, not makin' any money.
Notes; Thanks to Lara, extra special thanks to Jari S for the help with my questions.
The next afternoon.......
Videl slumped gratefully into a chair in the food court of the mall, setting down her packages, which felt heavy enough
to pull her arms right out of the sockets. *Kami how many clothes does a woman need! Each of them has easily bought
three times as much as I did, and I feel guilty about these five bags of stuff!* She heaved a sigh. *Oh well, most of it is
better suited to Pan than me anyway, so at least I won't feel so bad when I give most of this stuff to her.* She thought with a
"So Videl..." Juuhachigou fumbled for small talk, then decided to get right to the point instead. "You and Gohan still hate each other?" Bulma's face turned beet red as she slapped her hands to her forehead and leaned back in her chair groaning at the jinzoningen's complete lack of subtlety.
Videl's jaw dropped. She had expected the two women to try and bash Chi-Chi, but not ask her about her ex-husband. "Umm....well..." She mumbled, wondering why it was so hard for her to answer. *Because you're trying to lie about it moron!* A voice in her head piped up. "Well, we don't....I mean we never....we never hated each other.." She trailed off.
"Well then what happened?" Juu-chan pressed on relentlessly. Making Bulma whimper in embarrassment.
"Well, I just..I ...I wanted a normal husband, one who would go to work, support his family, and just act like a normal guy, is that so much to ask?" She looked at the floor, unsure of herself.
"Then why didn't you marry a normal human?" The jinzoningen asked softly.
Videl struggled for an answer, but Bulma cut her off. "No, she's right Videl." Bulma said, deciding to go with Juuhachigou's direct approach. " I remember when Gohan was teaching you to fight and fly, you liked his Saiyan side then. What did you think, he was just going to outgrow being half Saiyan?" She reached across the table and grasped her hand. "I know you two split up after he decided to start training with his father again to see if he could achieve level 4, but you have to realize he is the son of Goku, one of the strongest warriors the universe has ever seen. You say you want a normal husband, well Gohan is being normal, for a half Saiyan." Bulma smiled softly at her.
"Oh Bulma, you're right. I know he is and always was half Saiyan first, and he always idolized his father, trying to be like him when he could, but never feeling like he was good enough." She began to sniffle as her eyes shimmered with tears.
"I wish I could have been like you with Vegeta, you always knew what he was, a warrior, and you never questioned that, never tried to make him feel guilty for not being there. I think that's the whole reason he was around more after Bra was born." Videl said, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. "I wish I would have been able to accept Gohan's Saiyan nature the way you did for Vegeta."
"Hey you know nothing's stopping you from doing that now you know." Bulma said brightly.
"I don't know..Chi-Chi..." Videl began.
"Chi-Chi never respected Goku or Gohan." Juu-chan snapped angrily. "She wanted Goku to be normal, never realizing even after she found out what he really was, that like Bulma said, Goku was being normal...uh...sort of...for a Saiyan." She said the last with a smirk, trying not to laugh as she said Goku and normal in the same sentence. "I remember all the constant hassles Gohan got too, always being yelled at to do his homework and study, Kami! The world was about to be blown to pieces and she was screeching like a banshee at him about algebra for fuck's sake!" The cyborg slammed her fist down on the table, breaking it in two. She stared down at the table, one eyebrow raised as a security guard ran in their direction.
A half hour later, after Bulma had cut a check to the mall owner for a replacement table, the three women left the mall. Videl sank into the backseat with a relieved sigh, toeing off her shoes and rubbing her sore, swollen feet. *Boy that sure was a long day.* She thought, frowning. *I wonder what Chi-Chi's been doing all day, probably bugging Goten. Gosh I feel sorry for him, he's the only one left that still tries to speak to her anymore and Chi-Chi just puts down Gohan and Goku every time he's over. You'd think she would have learned by now.* Videl shook her head, trying to clear these negative thoughts from her head. *What's wrong with me?* She asked herself, *One day away from her and now I'm putting her down? What kind of friend am I?* She asked herself. *You and Chi-Chi aren't friends,* that niggling voice nagged again. *you just hung out because you were both bitter at being dumped. It was merely that you both felt you'd been dumped because you got in the way of your husband's training. But you know that's not true. Gohan dumped you because you were turning into a shrew like his mother.* "What?" Videl whispered. "I don't think Chi-Chi's a shrew, well not really...." *Oh yeah?* Came the niggling voice. Videl shook her head again angrily and settled back against the seat.
Bulma and Juuhachigou glanced at each other in the front seat, grinning as they watched Videl having an angry dialogue with herself.
Piccolo and Vegeta's house........
Vegeta stood at the stove, making himself a 12 egg omelette for an afternoon snack, after which they were heading to Goku's house to see if any progress had been made with Gohan. Vegeta leaned back as a pair of large green hands snaked across his shoulders.
"Hmm?" Vegeta turned and looked up at his lover. Piccolo dropped his hands down and wrapped them around Vegeta's slender waist, lifting his lover up to plant a gentle kiss on his lips. Vegeta moaned softly as he wrapped his arms around Piccolo' neck, pressing himself tightly against the Namek's solid chest.
Piccolo steadily deepened the kiss until he had the small Saiyan squirming and panting in his grasp before letting him drop to the floor abruptly. "You'd better watch your snack koi." He smirked. "Wouldn't want it to burn."
Vegeta growled up at him as he whirled around and resumed cooking. "Don't start things you don't intend to finish." The Saiyan snapped.
Piccolo chuckled as he went down the hall to get some water. "You're just trying to get in as many times as seme as you can."
"I am not!" Vegeta retorted hotly. "I can go uke just as well as you can anyday!"
"Riiiiiight..." Piccolo smirked. "That's why every time we have sex, you run away when I try to pin you. You big chicken!" The Namek snickered as a glass came sailing down the hallway. He spun and caught it easily. "Thanks koi, I almost forgot that." He grinned at Vegeta's muttered expletive.
Son Goku's cabin...........
Juunanigou arrived on Goku's doorstep looking sexy as hell, which was a regular thing for the jinzoningen. A baby blue silk shirt draped itself around his slender chest and faded blue jeans hugged his long legs, ending in black high top sneakers.
"Hey Goku." Juunani purred, reaching out and wrapping his arms around the blushing Saiyan.
"Uhh...Hi Juunanigou.." Goku's hand slipped behind his head as he grinned broadly, his face turning dark red. "C...come on in!" He stammered, stepping back and waving the cyborg in. "Sorry about the mess." He said awkwardly as he ran around trying to pick up his dirty clothes and dishes.
"No problem Goku." He smirked. "I didn't come here to critique your housekeeping skills, I came to spend some quality time with you." He said quietly, advancing on the jumpy Saiyan.
"Well hey...um...let me show you around a bit..ah.." Goku stammered.
"The one room I want to see is the bedroom lover.." Juunanigou breathed, reaching out to caress Goku's chest through his white cotton t-shirt.
Goku stared at the dainty hand that slid across his skin. His lips parted and his eyes grew heavy lidded as nimble fingers toyed with his nipples. "J...Juu..n..." Goku gasped, his jeans suddenly uncomfortable.
"Here, let's get you out of these..shall we?" The cyborg whispered as he undid Goku's fly. "Ohhh...yeah.." He breathed as Goku's large member was freed, "you are well hung." he smirked. "I'm gonna enjoy switching with you."
"S..switching?" Goku groaned as Juunanigou's small hands wrapped around his erection.
"Mm hmm...." The jinzoningen purred as he stroked the large Saiyans arousal. "That means that we take turns being on top."
Goku's eyes widened. "You mean we both take turns being like..." he giggled softly. "the woman?"
Juunanigou smiled at him slyly. "Close enough. Now, let's get started." He growled as he pulled Goku's jeans down to his thighs and pushed him off balance, slowly lowering him to the floor. "Just to put you at ease koi, I'll go uke first." He said, straightening up to remove his own jeans, and slowly undoing the buttons on his shirt before letting the silk slide down his smooth skin. He gazed down at Goku laying on the floor at his feet, staring up at him with passion glazed eyes. "Now I get to find out if you're as good in real life as you were in my dreams." He purred.
Goku moaned softly as he watched Juunanigou sink down until he was straddling Goku's waist. He reached up and clasped the cyborg's slender hips and rocked against him, growling softly as Juunanigou moved his hips up and away from his aching need.
"There's something you need to do first." he said quietly, taking Goku's hand and raising it to his own lips.
Goku's eyes widened and he watched intently as the jinzoningen sucked on his fingers while giving him a smoldering look that made the Saiyan shiver.
"Now you have to get me ready to take this..." He reached back and squeezed Goku's cock, wrenching a strangled cry from him. He guided Goku's hand back and pressed one of the Saiyan's fingers against his entrance.
Goku quickly caught on and gently pressed his finger inside, body tingling at the soft moan that escaped his lover.
Juunanigou rocked his hips back against Goku's hand slowly as the Saiyan's finger slid in and out. "More.." He whispered. He bit his lip and continued rocking as a second finger was added. He jerked and gasped as Goku's fingers brushed his prostate, and he shuddered and groaned as the Saiyan smirked up at him and rubbed the spot continuously. Finally the jinzoningen could stand it to longer. With a frustrated shout he rolled them over until Goku was sprawled on top of him.
"I want you Goku.." He growled, wrapping his legs around his lover's waist.
Goku didn't hesitate. He positioned himself at Juunanigou's entrance and slowly pushed the head of his arousal inside. Juunanigou cried out and gripped his shoulders, bucking his hips urging Goku to go faster.
"Goku..." He cried, his voice a needy whine. "In...now....I want you inside me.." He panted.
Goku plunged his length the rest of the way in, pulling a rasping cry from the slender man beneath him.
"Hnn....haa......Goku..Please!" Juunanigou screamed, nearly crushing Goku with his arms and legs. "Move!" He shouted.
Goku braced his weight on his bent arms and began slamming into his lover, snarling and panting as Juunanigou
screamed in pleasure. Neither one was paying any attention to their surroundings as the force of Goku's movements rattled
dishes on the table, and made pictures on the wall vibrate.
Piccolo and Vegeta touched down in the front yard and ran to the front door, drawn by the hoarse screams coming from within. Vegeta flung open the door and ran inside, Piccolo hot on his heels. Both of them came to a stop in the doorway to the living room, blushing furiously, stunned as they watched Goku pounding into the thrashing jinzoningen.
Vegeta felt a sudden tightening in his groin as he watched Juunanigou being taken, and he looked up at Piccolo. He grabbed the obviously aroused Namek and dragged him out the front door. "Let's go home and...occupy ourselves for a while. We'll come back when we...I mean they're done." He smiled up at Piccolo slyly, hands tugging at the Namek's blue sash playfully.
Piccolo grinned and nodded, snapping his arms around Vegeta before he took to the sky.
The two lovers made it back to the house in record speed, with Piccolo almost tearing the front door from it's hinges before carrying Vegeta into the bedroom. Vegeta growled softly as he pulled Piccolo's head down and claimed his lips in a bruising kiss. He gasped as he was dropped on to the bed with Piccolo straddling his hips, effectively pinning him.
Piccolo reached down and slowly undid the buttons on Vegeta's shirt, smirking as he recalled Vegeta's pouting when he had shredded the last one. The Namek threw back his head and laughed out loud as Vegeta impatiently slapped his hands away, cursing as he ripped this one to ribbons himself. "What happened to you being so concerned about these shirts Vegeta?" Piccolo grinned as he watched the small pieces of pink fabric falling to the floor with amusement.
"Like you said.." Vegeta said as he reached up to pull away Piccolo's sash. "I've got 8 more just like it. Now get these off!" He snarled.
Piccolo complied, standing up just long enough to remove his gi as Vegeta scrambled to get out of his jeans. He paused and stepped over to rummage in the night stand drawer for the lubricant Vegeta had placed there when they had first moved in. He settled onto the bed beside Vegeta and lowered his head, running his tongue up the side of Vegeta's neck as he raked his nails across the Saiyan's smooth chest. Vegeta arched up toward him, gasping as Piccolo's sharp canines dragged across the sensitive skin of his throat.
"Piccolo..." The Saiyan rasped. "I want it. Now!" He cried.
Piccolo's lips curled into a snarl as he flipped Vegeta onto his stomach and opened the tube of lubricant. "You want it easy or rough Vegeta?" he growled, squeezing the gel onto his fingers and coating his erection.
"Rough." The Saiyan ground out and grunted as Piccolo shoved a finger into him. He moaned and gasped as Piccolo unerringly found his pleasure spot and grazed it repeatedly.
Piccolo leaned down and nuzzled Vegeta's hair. "You sure?" He asked softly.
"Yeah." Vegeta whimpered, hips bucking eagerly. "Please....Piccolo..." He groaned.
Piccolo clenched his jaw as he positioned himself at Vegeta's entrance. "You ready Vegeta?" He whispered.
"Do it." He croaked. Vegeta's head snapped up and he shouted as Piccolo slammed into him harshly. He clenched his teeth and fisted his hands in the sheets as pleasure and pain radiated from between his legs. "Ahh....hnn...yes....uhh..Piccolo!." Vegeta cried as Piccolo pistoned in and out of him, the Namek angling himself to hit Vegeta's prostate with each thrust. Piccolo rose to his knees and dragged Vegeta up with him, never stopping his rapid thrusts as sweat ran down the planes of his face, dripping off his chin and splashing onto the Saiyan's back as his hand snaked around and pumped Vegeta's cock.
"PICCOLO!" Vegeta screamed as he writhed wildly in his lover's grip, his hips jerking once, twice before he came into Piccolo's hand.
"Hnn....ahh...Vegeta!" Piccolo cried out, grunting as he rocked his hips forward one more time and emptied his seed into Vegeta.
They collapsed on the bed, sweating and breathing heavily. Piccolo smiled as he pulled Vegeta to him and wrapped his large arms around him possessively.
"Piccolo." Vegeta said softly.
"Hmm?" Piccolo yawned as he looked down at his lover.
"Don't get angry with me, but you have a bulge." Vegeta said, cringing as Piccolo sat up suddenly.
"Say what!" The Namek exclaimed. "Hey, you're right." He said, looking down and running his fingers over a very slight bulge in his still washboard stomach. Vegeta gently pushed Piccolo back until he was laying down, and then he rubbed his cheek against the small bulge lovingly. Piccolo cupped the back of Vegeta's head and smiled affectionately at him. *If there were ever any doubts left about this relationship,* Piccolo thought, *this would get rid of them in a hurry.* He looked down in surprise as Vegeta started purring like an overgrown kitten, turning his head to kiss Piccolo's stomach tenderly. "I didn't know Saiyans purred Vegeta." Piccolo chuckled.
"We rarely do." Vegeta said softly. "We usually only do it in rare moments of contentment."
Piccolo raised an eyeridge at this, then settled back against the pillows, beginning to doze off.
Suddenly both of them sat up, startled.
"Did you feel that?" Vegeta asked, his eyes wild with excitement.
"Yeah..." Piccolo said uncertainly. "What..." He looked down at the bulge.
"That was the baby!" Vegeta exclaimed, grinning madly. "It moved!" He quickly moved up the bed and wrapped his arms around Piccolo's neck, kissing him with loud smacking sound.
Piccolo chuckled, then laced his fingers with Vegeta's and placed their hands over the small bulge as they sat quietly
feeling the baby's first discernable movements.
Son Goku's cabin........
Goku cried out in pleasure as he jerked up to meet Juunanigou's thrusts, his hands gripping the cyborg's shoulders tightly. They arched and screamed together as they reached completion simultaneously, Juunanigou rolling off Goku to curl up beside him.
"So.." he panted, "how did you like being on the bottom this time?"
Goku stared at the ceiling for several moments, then turned to the cyborg with a goofy grin. "You know, I like both.
Top or bottom, they both feel great." he sighed, pulling his lover close.
Videl washed the supper dishes, reflecting on what she Bulma and Juu-chan had discussed earlier that afternoon. She grinned Pan came into the kitchen and swiped a popsicle from the freezer before darting back to the living room to sit with her grandfather.
Her smile faded quickly as her thoughts returned to the two older women's words, particularly Juuhachigou's. *Is she right?* Videl thought, her brows furrowing, *Was Chi-Chi really a shrew toward Goku and Gohan? And did I become the same way? Oh Kami! What if she is right! What if Gohan didn't consider his training more important than me, just left because I wouldn't support him, and tried to push away his Saiyan side?* She heaved a sigh, regret washing over her as she thought about all the time she might have wasted. *Well,* She thought determinedly, *I'm not going to waste anymore. Pan needs her Dad, and I.....yes...I do still love him.* she admitted, her face grim.
She jumped and gave a startled yelp as her father's voice boomed through the kitchen.
"What's wrong honey?" He asked, coming over and hugging her tightly. "You're not moping around over that no account bum Gohan are you?" He frowned.
"Daddy stop it!" She snapped. "Don't talk about Pan's father that way!" She lowered her voice. "And yes, he has something to do with it. I've decided I was the one in the wrong, and tomorrow I'm going to go over there and talk to him and see if we can't work things out between us." She sighed again. "But don't tell Pan, I don't want to get her hopes up."
"Boy is Chi-Chi gonna be mad when she finds out about this.." Mr. Satan said, his eyes widening.
"I don't care." Videl gritted her teeth angrily. "She can go suck an egg for all I care, take a walk off a short pier, do whatever the hell she wants!" Videl spun and stormed out of the room. "I don't care anymore."
Mr. Satan touched the tips of his forefingers together and moved them in circles, "But if you're not friends anymore..then how am I gonna....Aw never mind." he said quietly as he walked back out to the living room, leaving Videl staring after him in shock.
*My Dad...and...EEWWWW!!* Videl shuddered.
The next morning.........
"Bye honey! Have a good day!" Videl called as she saw Pan onto her bus. She smiled a secret smile as she skipped back to the house to get dressed in something alluring to wear to Gohan's.
Half an hour later, Videl was dressed in a light blue knee length dress that billowed and flowed around her curves, and accentuated her large blue eyes beautifully. Silver hoop earrings a chain with a heart pendant and a simple thin bangle made for the perfect accessories. She hummed softly as she applied some lip gloss and mascara, and grinned as her father appeared in the doorway, looking at her with a strange smile. "What's the matter Dad?" She asked. "You're not upset I'm going to try to get back together with Gohan are you?"
"Naw...I...I'm glad you're going to try to get him back. Good for you honey." He said, then blushed slightly. "I was just thinkin you should get goin soon, before Chi-Chi gets here for her usual morning tea and starts asking questions. You know she's gonna be pissed if she finds out the answers." He winced. "She might even try to keep you two apart."
"Yeah...you're right. I'd better get out of here before she arrives, and that way you two can have some time to get better acquainted." She winked at her father as his faced flushed deep crimson. She rose onto her toes and kissed him on the cheek as she went by. "Wish me luck Daddy!" She called as she ran down the stairs.
"Good luck sweetheart!" He called, before chuckling quietly and rubbing his hands together, a devious smile on his
face. "Now to get ready to greet Chi-Chi in style." He strutted down the hall happily.
Gohan muttered under his breath, annoyed that someone would show up so early without calling first. "It's probably Mom." He growled. "I'm not taking any shit this early in the fucking morning." he grumbled as he reached the front door.
Sure enough, Chi-Chi stood on the other side, smiling brightly. "Morning son!" She chirped and pushed her way in. "I thought I'd stop by and see how you were doing." Her face pinched in annoyance as she took in the mess, and she glared at him, preparing to give a lecture.
"Don't start!" Gohan snapped at her, trying not to smirk at the shocked expression on her face. "I am a grown man, and this is my house, and I'll keep it any way I damn well please. So if you came to tell me how to clean my house, you can just leave now."
Chi-Chi's face darkened with anger as she regarded him. "No I didn't come here for that." She said quietly. "I came here to tell you to leave Videl alone. You dumped her, so just stop bothering her with your crazy ideas of getting back together."
"What?!" Gohan shouted, making her jump. "You're the one who's crazy...I don't have time for this. Why don't you go see your little friend, and have another personal pity party!" His voice rose steadily and he slammed his fist against a wall, leaving a large hole in it. "Just get out, okay?" He pleaded.
Both of them turned to watch the yellow car that came sailing up the driveway, screeching to a halt and raising a huge cloud of dust. The air cleared to reveal Videl standing beside her car staring in shock at Chi-Chi's car.
*OH SHIT!* Videl thought frantically. *What the hell is she doing here?*
"What's going on Videl?" Chi-Chi asked, her eyes narrowing dangerously as she descended the steps slowly.
"I came to see Gohan." The younger woman said defiantly, raising her chin and staring her ex mother-in-law down.
"Oh I see. So, you are just going to go back to him and reward him for being just like his father, good for nothing but fighting? He left you for training!" She screeched.
"No he didn't." Videl said softly, staring into Gohan's eyes. "He left me because I wouldn't accept him for what he was. A half Saiyan. And a warrior. But I see now I was wrong."
Gohan came down the front steps, staring at his ex-wife incredulously.
"If you'll give me another chance, I promise to have more respect for what and who you are." Videl swore as her eyes shimmered with tears.
Gohan raced down the driveway and swept Videl up in his arms, laughing as he swung her around like a child. "Oh Kami! Videl...I ..of course I'll take you back!" He cried as he leaned down and kissed her fiercely. "I love you....I never stopped.I just...I'm so sorry.....I don't know how to make it up to you..." Videl shushed him with a finger on his lips.
"Take me inside, and we'll make it up to each other." She said, a hentai grin firmly in place. He smiled the classic Son smile and carried her into the house, slamming the door on a very peeved Chi-Chi.
Chi-Chi stomped her foot angrily, staring at the closed door. She jumped slightly as Videl opened it, and called out to her. "Hey Chi-Chi, Daddy set up tea and everything back at my house, you can go see him, and give him the news that Pan and I will be moving in here." She grinned and squealed as a very amorous Gohan dragged her back into the house.
"Go see her Dad! Hmph...sure why not? At least he isn't like the rest of these bakas!" She seethed, getting into the car
and tearing up the driveway on her way out.
Six weeks later, at Vegeta and Piccolo's place..........
Vegeta shot out of bed and raced to the bathroom, slamming the door behind him. The sounds of violent retching
followed. Piccolo stared at the closed door anxiously for a moment, then reached a decision.
"Hello?" Bulma yawned as she answered the phone, Yamcha mumbling and rolling over beside her in the bed. "Oh hi Piccolo! What's goin on?" She sat up suddenly, eyes wide with worry, causing Yamcha to sit up as well, staring at her. "How long has this been going on?" She asked. "Alright. Don't worry. I'll pack up a medikit from the labs and be there within the hour." She hung up quickly and sprang out of bed, getting dressed quickly. "Are you coming or staying?" She asked curtly.
"What's going on?" Yamcha jumped up and threw his clothes on as well.
"Piccolo just told me about some symptoms Vegeta's been showing for the last few days, he's really worried. Vegeta's been tired all the time the last couple of weeks, sometimes sleeping in three or four hours past his usual rising time. He's also started eating twice the amount of food he usually does, and he's been getting violently ill in the mornings."
Yamcha chuckled. "Sounds just like you when you were pregnant with the kids......" They locked eyes and gaped at each other.
"No way!" Bulma shrieked, shaking her head back and forth in denial. "That's not possible! There's no way he could be..."
Yamcha grabbed her shoulders and held her still. "How much do we really know about Saiyan biology honey? Think about it. If Piccolo can get pregnant with a half Saiyan half Namek kid, then anything's possible." He asked softly. "Better take along something to do pregnancy tests with just in case." She nodded. Just as they were about to leave for the lab, the phone rang again. Bulma sighed, not sure she could handle any more worrisome news.
"What?!" Bulma shrieked. "Oh Kami...Take him to Vegeta and Piccolo's right away. We'll be there as soon as we can!" She slammed the phone down.
Yamcha cried out in surprise as Bulma swooned, he raced over and caught her. "What the hell's going on now?" He cried.
"That was Juunanigou. He's terrified because Goku has refused to eat since yesterday, saying he's not hungry."
"WHAT?!! Goku.....not hungry..at all?" Yamcha shouted, feeling his own knees getting a little weak at the shocking news. "Oh Kami...what the fuck's goin on?" He whimpered.
"I don't know, but we'd better get out there right now and find out." Bulma said, her face set with determination as she
and Yamcha hurried to the lab.
To Be Continued.......<-- the three most hated words of the fanfic reader!
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