Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ High School...Dbz Style ❯ Little Bit Of This And That, Then Planning For a Vacation! ( Chapter 24 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

DiScLiAmEr: Gosh dang....I don't own dittly squat, happy? Not Dbz, not "What's My Age Again?" By
Blink 182, not tea! Not anything I use in this story!

Ok...the first time I did this it cut off. But I fixed it soooo...enjoy. I also cleaned up some
typo's. Good, eh? There was quite a few of the little buggers. If you've read the first half once
already I suggest you re-read it because I edited a few things and it sounds better. Besides,
it will help you remember instead of just skipping to the middle to pick up where it cut off.

~*~




Vegeta growled as his screeching alarm clock sounded. It was time for work. Thankfully his
last day of work. Then there would be only three weeks until horrible school started. He scowled
deeply at the thought. Vegeta quickly jumped out of bed and pulled off his boxers and then changed
into his swimming trunks and a black muscle shirt. Grabbing his whistle and shades he headed out
the door.

'Hmm...I might as well pick up Bulma today...' He thought as he neared her house. It was on the way
after all. He stopped at the door and rang the bell.

Her mother answered. "Why Vegeta!" She said in that high pitched voice of hers, "What brings you here?"

'Why do you think I'm here, wench, to have tea? I'm here to see your daughter.' Vegeta thought,
annoyed. Instead of saying what was on his mind he replied, "I'm here to pick Bulma up for work."

"So I see!" She said, looking down at his swimming trunks, "Well she's still getting dressed, come in
and have a cup of tea while we wait."

As Vegeta was about to protest and say he'd just wait there he was siezed by the wrist and pulled
inside the house. All though he could have easily broke her hold on his wrist he let himself be led,
grumbling.

As he was given a cup of steaming tea a voice sounded from the stairs, "Mom! I can't find my flip flops!"

Bulma rounded the corner to see Vegeta. She was only wearing her black bikini and at such an odd
moment Vegeta blushed slightly. Bulma smiled, blushing a little as well.

"I saw them by the door dear." Her mother said, pointing to the door where her daughters flip flops
were layed.

"Thanks mom." Bulma said, walking over to them and putting them on. As she went back upstairs she
told Vegeta she would be right down. And soon enough she was down there, wearing a black tank top.

"Now you two have fun at the pool." Her mother called, waving as they walked down the sidewalk.

Bulma sweatdropped as she yelled back, "We will, mom."

Vegeta smirked at her and joked, "We'll have fun alright, heh heh."

"Vegeta!" Bulma smiled, furrowing her eyebrows and elbowing his arm.


~*~

"I hate my life." Piccolo said to himself, waiting for the next customer at the Bacon House to order.

"I'd like...no...not that..." the small man infront of him said, "I'll have the...no not that either..."

Piccolo rolled his eyes impatiently.

"I want an order of....no...wait not that."

Piccolo felt the pencil in his hand snap as he sqeezed it with anger.

"I know!" The man squeaked, "I'll have the bacon house special."

'Finally...' Piccolo thought, writing down the order the best he could with half of a pencil.

"And extra cheese." The man told him.

"Daring today..." Piccolo said sarcastically as he placed the order on the back counter for the cook
to see and pick up. He watched as a dark hand reached out from the darkness and placed itself over
the paper. It dragged it into the blackness slowly.

Yep, the cook was scary. Piccolo sweatdropped, turning around to get the next customers order.
It was a tall muscular man, even taller than Piccolo, but only just. Piccolo glanced him up
and down thinking, 'He may look tough, but I could take him down easily.'

"Let me guess, tiny, a light salad?" Piccolo smirked.

The man scowled, his mono-brows middle inclining inward. He said in a deep voice that seemed to
shake the room, "Five Jumbo Sized Double Pork Pattie Biggies." {If you can't tell I'm trying to
make it sound original o.O;}

"Thats all?" Piccolo asked, "My friend can eat atleast ten of those..."

"Are you calling me a wimp?" The large man growled, he sounded sort of like a dog as he did so.

"No, I'm just saying my friend can eat more than you, and hes smaller than you and I." Piccolo repled
calmly, smirking.

"Wanna bet?" The man was obviously taking this as a challenge. "Why don't you get your friend and
we see just who has the bigger appitite."

"Alright." Piccolo smirked, "He's right outside wearing a pig costume."


Goku beckoned some more costomers inside the Bacon House. As a little kid started crying after
he said hello he thought, 'I don't know if I can stand two more weeks of this...'

'I can't believe I was actually looking forward to this job...I don't get to eat until 5:00 and
I have to wear this stupid pig costume no matter how hot it is outside...and I'm Starving!'
Goku thought, looking his watch, dismayed to see his still had an hour till his break.

"Goku?" Piccolo said, coming outside.

"Hey Piccolo..." Goku said gloomily, "What brings you here?"

"Theres a big macho man inside that says he can eat more jumbo sized Ham hamburgers then you."

"No way, I can eat more than almost anybody." Goku said, smiling proudly.

"Well he thinks you can't. C'mon it's an eating contest." Piccolo said, motioning for his spikey haired
friend to follow him as he went back inside.

Goku's heart skipped a few beats. 'Eating contest? Count me in!' He thought, smiling broadly and
pulling off the pig costume's head. He quickly was inside and out of the pig costume, next to
Piccolo.

"Where's the food?" Was Goku's first question as he looked around excitedly.

"Cook Bob is almost done. The rules are whoever eats ten jumbo sized Ham hamburgers wins." Piccolo
responded.

"This is my oppenent?" The large mono brow man boomed and then started laughing, the plates and
glasses on tables shaking because his deep laughter rumbled like thunder. Everyone in the restraunt
shut thier mouths and looked at the three. The three ignored the curious stares as Piccolo told
the two to sit down at a booth.

A dark hand loomed out of the darkness that was the kitchen, pushing two plates forward with ten
huge ham hambergers on each plate. The hand then moved over the bell, formed a fist, and slammed
it down on the bell and a "PING" echoed through the room. Then a deep voice, deeper than the mono
bow guys voice rumbled through the silent room, "Order up." It bellowed.

Piccolo sweat dropped and held his hands out torawrds the plates, which both zoomed into his hands and
he put a plate infront of eat hungry man. The man couldn't see Goku over the large stack of burgers.

"You are so small I can't see you over your food!" He laughed, his mono brow forming a half circle
as he raised it and closed his eyes, gripping his stomach as he laughed.

"I may be small compared to you," Goku grinned, floating up out of his seat to look at the man
across from him, "But my appitite is huge!"

"Then lets begin." The man smiled confidently, sure of a victory. He didn't know how much he
underestimated the spikey haired saiyan. {A/N to TweetyBoo: You asked if they knew that they
were saiyans. Yes they know they are saiyans, lol. Piccolo doesn't know why he is green or
has antenneas though. hehehe. I guess he just thinks he ate too much Miricle Grow when he was
a kid or something, lmao. ^_^}

"On your mark," Piccolo said, looking from one man to the other, "Go!"

They both started digging in, both shoving hambergers full in thier mouths. Piccolo sweatdropped
as the large man shoved his fifth hamburger in his mouth without looking fased in the least,
"Maybe he's a hungrier dude than I thought." He muttered.

Goku was starting on his seventh hamburger and bit off half of it, chewed a few moments, swallowed,
and, with a happy smile on his face he closed his eyes and ate the other half. He burped loudly
and a woman that was watching looked disgusted. Goku didn't pay her any attention, the only thing
on his mind was what was sitting infront of him...Food.

Piccolo watched, disgusted as the larger man shoved his eighth burger into his over grown
mouth, chewed four times, and swallowed. He had hamburger bun crumbs all around his mouth and he
was drooling all over his plate. Piccolo raised an eyeridge, sticking out his purple tounge in
disgust.

Piccolo was relieved to see the large man was definatly looking ill as he picked up his final burger
at the exact same time Goku did. Goku looked across the table from him with innocent eyes, his face
covered in crumbs as well. The man looked hesitantly at his last burger, up to Goku again, and down
to the burger in his hand once again.

He belched loudly, which echoed grossly through the room and everyone looked disgusted except
for Goku, who was keeping his eyes intently on the man, waiting for him to try to eat his first.

The man raised his mono brow, looking distastefully at the food in his hands and then rumbled,
"I....can't..." And with that blurted out he fell forward onto the table with a groan.

"Ok Goku, finish that burger and you win." Piccolo smirked, he had bet money with a guy that Goku
would win. Now he was sure he would since Mr. mono brow had passed out.

"Ok!" Goku said happily, stuffing the burger in his mouth and chewing, then swallowing it.

Everyone was silent, watching Goku, to see if he also would pass out from eating so much.

"Bring on Dessert!" Goku smiled, closing his eyes.

Piccolo smirked at the guy he had made the bet with, who was already grumbling and digging money
out of his wallet. Piccolo took the money and counted it, smiling triumphantly. Just as he had
bet, $100. {{I know I KNOW! They are in japan, yatta yatta but it's the only currency I know, just
work with it! o_o;}}

Goku patted his stomache contently. "No really, I want a flurry!"

Bob the cooks hand emerged from the darkness pushing a chocolate ice cream flurry onto the counter.

"...That guy just scares me." Piccolo said to himself as he retrieved the ice cream and handed it
to Goku, who promptly started digging in and devoured the intire dessert in less than ten seconds.
He then tossed the empty cup into a near by trash can stating, "Ok, I'm full, he he."

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?" Mr. Porkrines, the manager, yelled at the top of his lungs, making
the two employees jump at the sudden sound of his angry voice.

Now that Piccolo looked around it was quite a mess. Pieces of ham and burger buns everywhere, a
big guy with a mono brow unconcious, leaning on a table. It looked sort of like someone had tried
to choke him to death with ham hambergers and suceeded. Piccolo glanced at Goku, who was already
looking at him and sweatdropping.

"Well!?" Mr. Porkrines growled, tapping his foot on the floor impatiently, "I'm waiting for an
explanation."

"Er..." Piccolo started slowly, "Well this guy," He motioned to mono brow man on the table, "Challenged
Goku to an eating contest and well...as you can see, Goku won."

Mr. Porkrines face turned purple with anger, "This is not a place to have eating contests! It shoo's
away other customers if they think your just going to make disgusting shows of yourselves stuffing
your faces!!"

Both Piccolo and Goku sweatdropped and Piccolo thought smirking, 'Looks like you've had a few eating
contests back in your day, fatso.'

"What are you smiling about!?" Mr. Porkrines yelled, "Are you happy that you are fired? Because as of
now you are! Your FIRED! Now get out of this fine eating establishment and NEVER COME BACK!!"

Piccolo threw his ugly pig hat at his ex-manager's feet with a smirk, "Good, I never liked it here
anyways."

"The only thing I'll miss," Goku pouted a little, "Is the free food."

"WHAT!? There was no free food for employees!!" Mr. Porkrines yelled, his face turning a nice shade of
blue.

"Oh....er....there wasn't? Oops, heh heh, oh well." Goku chuckled, rubbing the back of his head.

"GET OUT!!!"

As Goku and Piccolo walked down the street, now free of the Bacon House, Piccolo pulled off his
yellow and orange striped shirt. He was wearing a muscle shirt underneath. "Good riddance," Piccolo
smirked as he passed a trash can and threw his tacky shirt into it.

All you could see was thier silluettes as they walked in the direction of the sun down the side walk.
They gave each other a high five and disappeared into the sky, going in the direction of Piccolo's
dojo.


~*~

Chi-Chi finished mopping the floor as the large oak clock in the living room struck 6:00P.M.
It rang six times, telling her the time. "Hmm...better get started on those dishes." She said
aloud, walking over to the sink. She enjoyed cleaning, it gave her time to think and kept her
hands busy. She hated just trying to sit there and think, she had much better ideas whenever
her hands were busy doing something, letting her mind be free.

'Only three weeks until school...' She thought, 'Today is Friday...so we have a weekend and three
weeks. I'm not really looking forward to school...but I sort of am looking forward to learning
new things...maybe I'll try out for a sport this year besides cheerleading.'

She finished the large stack of dishes and started putting them up in thier propper places, still
thinking.

'Hmm,' she considered, 'That might be fun...getting in another sport...but which one? Volleyball,
Basketball, Soccer, or perhaps track? No...not track.' She dismissed the thought. She never really
liked running as fast as she possibly could to try to beat another girl. Besides, waiting for your
event took long enough. It was murder. {Thats what track is like at my school, so I hate track o_o;}

'Well I'll have to talk that over with the girls. Poor 18, we haven't really been talking much at
all this summer. But I've been busy with the others and I'm sure her and Krillin would have stopped
by if they really were bored. Besides, I just got an e-mail from 18 the other day and she said
Krillin, her, and her brother had gone on a vacation for a few weeks.'

"That must have been fun." She thought aloud, smiling, happy for her. She wondered if Krillin and
her brother got along well. She would have to e-mail 18 and ask her. 'I might as well now,' she thought,
'I've finished all the cleaning and have nothing else to do at the moment.'

She walked into her bedroom and over to her computer, turning it on. Soon she was connected to the
net and on her messenger. 'Wow,' She thought as she signed on and found 18 was on, 'I'm glad
she's on. Now I don't have to e-mail her and I can have a nice little chat with her!' She smiled
happily as a conversation window popped up. It was sent by 18 and said:

_18_: Hey.

Chi-Chi typed in a response.

Lil_Chi: Hey!

_18_: Did you get my e-mail a little while ago?

Lil_Chi: Yep, I was just about to e-mail you back but decided we should just talk while your on.

_18_: I'm going on a date with Krillin in about ten minutes ok?

'How sweet!' Chi-Chi thought, smiling as she typed in a message.

Lil_Chi: Sounds fun. So, about your vacation, did you have fun?

_18_: Oh yeah, we went to a nice resort and had alot of fun doing different things.

Lil_Chi: Did you go shopping?

_18_: Yeah, I'm going to wear a dress I got there on the date tonight. Infact I already am wearing it, lol.

{Er...for you people that don't know what lol means it means laugh out loud. Ok? hehehe}

Lil_Chi: lol. Did your Brother and Krillin get along alright?

_18_: Well...not in the begining. 17, thats my twin brother, sort of dissaproved of me dating a human.
He was all pissy the first few days and Krillin was acting a little uneasy. But then they warmed up
to each other and we had a blast.

Lil_Chi: I'm glad to hear that.

_18_: Thanks. So, what have you been doing all summer?

Chi-Chi sweatdropped at the question. "A lot..." She muttered, typing it all down.

Lil_Chi: Not too much. I got a modeling job with Karina and the whole gang attempted a vacation but
we accidentaly blew all the cash for the hotel on the fancy resteraunt we went to. We've also been
swimming a little and Bulma go thtis cool machine that records dreams and we all watched our
own dreams the other day.

_18_: Wow, sounds eventful.

Lil_Chi: Yeah. And then there was that slumber party, but you were there, so you knew what happened.

_18_: heh heh, yep.

_18_: Oh there's Krillin. Gotta go! See you later Chi-Chi, it was nice talking to you.

Lil_Chi: Yeah, I'm glad we got a chance to. Talk to you later. Bye.

Chi-Chi watched as 18 signed off and then signed off herself, her mind racing. 'Vacations, geez,
thats all thats on my mind at the moment...' Suddenly she knew why, besides she had just been talking
to 18 a little about them, 'We should go on a vacation! I mean we totally got money now that our
jobs are over and well, Bulma's rich! She wont mind spending some money. Heh heh.'

She decided to unleash her plan to the others sometime tomorrow.


~*~

Vegeta walked inside his house after letting Bulma in.

"So, do you want anything to eat?" He asked, starting to walk into the kitchen for drinks.

"No thanks." She replied, sitting on the couch.

A moment or two later Vegeta returned, two wine glasses in one hand and a bottle of red wine in the
other. He was smirking. Bulma looked up from the TV when she heard him enter and smiled.

"How sweet, Vegeta." She said, turning off the TV with the remote.

Vegeta sat next to her and handed her a glass and poured the sparkling wine into it. He then poured
himself a glass and they touched glasses, the little "tink" sound echoing through the room as they
took a drink.

"This is good." Bulma commented before taking another sip. She finished and looked at Vegeta, who had
already finished his glass and set it on the couch side table, next to the phone. He was smirking
at her, a firey look in his eyes. She smiled a little and her eyelids closed half way as she downed
the rest of the glass, still looking at him. She set the glass on the floor and, while doing so, felt
Vegeta's arms wrap around her waist.

He pulled her closer to him and leaned back on the armrest until she was lying gently
ontop of him. She looked down at him, her eyes sparkling as he ran a hand gently through her
blue locks. He smiled a little as he lifted his head up and thier lips met. Bulma slid her
arms around his neck.

~*~ At Piccolo's Pad ~*~

Goku started a rythym with his drums and Piccolo started playing fast and upbeat on his guitar.
Piccolo put all he had into his fingers, which were flying across the guitar strings as he
rocked, the notes echoing through the well furnished basement. Goku was now just banging on
his drums wildly and Piccolo stopped playing aburptly, looking at him.

He scowled, "Goku your going to break the freaking drums hitting on them that hard," He warned,
yelling over the noise of the drums.

Goku stopped just as he was about to bring one of his drumsticks down hard on the larges drum
and looked at Piccolo, sweatdropping. "Er...Sorry Piccolo, I was really getting into it."

"Well you'll be getting into your pocket and giving me money to replace it if you break them."
Piccolo said firmly, before starting to play a slower song, just messing around with the notes.

"Where's Vegeta?" Goku asked, after listening to Piccolo play for a few moments.

Piccolo shrugged, "Probably making out with Bulma somewhere."

Goku chuckled, "I'll give him a call and see if he's home."

"Yeah tell him to get his butt over here and practice a little or he's going to really start
sucking at the guitar."

"Alright," Goku smirked, jumping over the drums and zipping upstairs to the phone.

~*~ Back at Vegeta's ~*~

Bulma cupped his cheek in her hand as they kissed and he slid his hand down and up her back,
his other hand gently running through her hair. They continued making out until they jerked
apart when the phone rang, shocking them both. Vegeta growled and rolled over, almost flinging
Bulma off of him but he caught her and sort of pinned her to him while he grabbed at the phone.
He accidentally hit the wine glass off as he picked up the phone and it broke into tiny pieces
on the floor.

*Goku's Point of View.*

'Did I just hear breaking glass?'

"Hello?" I said, blinking, "Vegeta?"

I heard Vegeta curse loudly on the other line and then growl, "What is it Kakarot?!"

"Er..." I guessed I caught him at a bad time and asked him if I had.

"No! You just suprised me." I could tell he was lying by the tone in his voice.

"Bulma's there with you, isn't she?" I smiled, knowing it was the truth.

I heard her voice on the other line, "Vegeta who is it?"

*Vegeta's P.O.V.*

I hastily told the woman to shut up. Kakarot laughed on the other line and I growled, "What are
you laughing at!?"

The imbicile responded, "I think I just interupted you and Bulma having a moment."

"No!" I lied. Of course we had been showing effection to each other, but I wasn't going to admit
it to that third class loser. He'd just rub it in my face. Curse my feelings for this woman...

"Yeah right. Well anyways, Piccolo says to get your butt down here and uh...learn guitar..or something
because you suck at guitar. I think thats what he said." Kakarot stated, sounding like the idiot
he is.

I was outraged, "The Green Bean can't talk to me like that! I'm good at playing the guitar! Better
than him."

"Well I'm not sure what Piccolo said, but anyways come down here and practice! Maybe we'll
write a song." My lip curled at his last sarcastic comment, his voice sounded like he was
grinning stupidly "If you aren't too busy."

"Of course I'm not." I said, rolling over so Bulma was ontop of me again. She had been looking
mad just being pinned to my side uncomfortably. 'I shouldn't have brought her over here...'
I thought angrily, 'Sometimes she can be nothing but trouble.'

"I'll be over in five." I said, hanging up before he could get another word out.

*From no ones point of view.*

Vegeta said up, Bulma letting out a little yelp of suprise as she was knocked back onto the other
armrest.

"Ack! Vegeta!" She rubbed the back of her head with one eye closed.

"C'mon woman, make sure you have everything, I'm taking you home." Vegeta said, grabbing his football
jacket.

Bulma had taken off her whistle and sandals and she slowly put them on, "Geez whats the rush?"

"C'mon." Vegeta said, not answering her question and pulling her outside by the hand. She pulled her hand
away once outside, scowling at him. "Vegeta don't drag me around so roughly."

He didn't reply and just swooped her up into his arms, taking off. "Vegetaaaaaaaaa!" Bulma exclaimed
as they took off into the sky, grabbing him around the neck to insure she wouldn't fall.

Vegeta growled as the wind blew Bulma's blue locks into his face, and it smacked him annoyingly
as it whipped around wildly in the wind. He finally grabbed it and stuck it into the back of
her shirt to prevent it from blowling around so much. Bulma scowled a little. Soon he landed
on the doorstep of her home and without a word flew off again as if he had never been there.
Bulma blinked twice then angrily stormed inside.

"Jerk..." She growled, slamming the door to her room closed.

~*~

Vegeta landed on Piccolo's lawn a minute later and knocked on the door. Goku answered, suprised
he was there so fast. "I guess you really didn't have Bulma over, you got here too quickly to
have been able to drop her off."

"I told you I didn't have her over." Vegeta huffed, though he knew he was lying. He shoved past
Goku, who scowled at his rudeness, and went downstairs, Goku following him. 'I could of sworn
I heard her voice though...' The saiyan thought, recalling the phone call. He shrugged it off,
deciding it wasn't really important.

Piccolo had his head bowed and was playing a sad tune on his black guitar. His eyes were shadowed
in a sort of eerie way as he played and Goku and Vegeta watched. Vegeta crossed his arms, not showing
any emotion. Goku clenched his hands into fists and held them up near his face, two little tears in
each eye, his mouth was an upside down half circle.

When Piccolo finished he looked up to his two comrads and Goku burst out, bawling, "It was so touching!"

He was about to start crying on Vegeta's shoulder but Vegeta moved away, sweatdropping.
Piccolo sweatdropped as well, looking at the over emotional saiyan with an arched eyeridge.
Goku suddenly shut up and smiled happily, walking over to the drums. The other two watched
with eyebrows and eyeridges raised, thier mouths slightly open in confusion.

Goku picked up his drumsticks, spun them in the air, and said smiling with closed eyes, "Lets rock!"

Vegeta smirked and floated over to his guitar and picked it up. He warmed himself up, first by
playing all the chords and then playing a fast little diddy. After a few minutes of warming up
Piccolo turned to Vegeta, "It's about time we wrote another song..."

Vegeta smirked, "Well lets sing our song through once to make sure we have it down and then
we'll start work on a new one. Ready Kakarot?"

"Yep!" He responded, doing a round on the drums.

They sang and played the song through once and admitted it was rusty. Vegeta had kept forgetting
words and it sounded really wierd. Piccolo had forgot when his guitar solo was then, remembering,
had come in late. So they screwed up the whole song.

"That was aweful." Piccolo growled, "One more time." He said and Vegeta started, Piccolo joining
him.

The second time around it sounded much better, but still needed work. Goku suggested they go through
it one more time. This time it was practically perfected, all for a few screw ups on notes and
rythyms, but otherwise it was well done.

"Ok..." Goku said, breaking the silence after the last notes faded from the room, "What should
our new song be about?"

"It has to be fast beat." Vegeta smirked at the others.

"Yeah," The two others replied, smiling.

"But what should it be about?" Piccolo wondered, the question more to himself than the others.

Suddenly, breaking the silence yet again, Goku said simply, "Lets just wing it."

Piccolo and Vegeta looked at eachother and then smirked at the same time, looking at Goku.

"Sounds good to me." Vegeta said, strumming a single time on his guitar.

"Alright, then it's settled. We will think up a name later." Piccolo said.

"Ok, how about Piccolo and I will start and you come in with a fast beat in a little while, ok Kakorot?"
Vegeta suggested.

"Alright." Goku agreed.

"Ok, then we'll just play the song untill it sounds like its a good finishing point and stop.
After writing down the notes we will do words." Vegeta continued.

"Ok. Let me turn on the mics." Piccolo said, picking up the mics that were set aside and setting
one infront of each of them. He adjusted Goku's so it was sort of leaning over the drum to his face.
He then went over to the sound panel and snapped the mics on. He looked up at them, "Run a test."

"Er..." Vegeta blinked, not nkowing what to say for a test but then said, "Can you hear me?"
Hid voice was loud over the speakers. Too loud. Piccolo turned it down a little and turned the
volume down a little for the guitars amplifiers so they were a little lower then Vegeta's mic.
Then he asked Goku to test his.

"Piiiiiccooooloooo, can you hear meeee?" Goku said, drawing out most of the vowels.

"Yeah thats good Goku." Piccolo said, the volume of his mic was just as high as Vegeta's.

"Is this one working alright?" Vegeta asked, testing out Piccolo's mic. His voice boomed in the right
volume.

"Ok, lets get this party started." Piccolo smirked, floating back to his guitar, picking it up,
strumming it once with his pick, then putting the strap over him.

Vegeta strummed his guitars strings once as well and the notes boomed over the loudspeakers like Piccolo's
had. There were two in the room, one on each side of the little "stage."

Piccolo and Vegeta tapped thier foot in tempo with the every other beat on the drums and then
Vegeta started a fast bass part that icluded playing four notes going down the scale and repeating the process.
Piccolo started playing too, faster than Vegeta and playing four notes like his except higher on the scale.

"Ok, that sounds like a good begining part." Vegeta said as they paused.

Goku started beating on a Cymbol gently with a fast rythym as Goku and Vegeta and Piccolo joined,
still playing the same notes on thier guitars. Suddenly Piccolo started rocking harder and Vegeta
joined in. Goku got the picture and started banging on the drums as well. After playing like that for
a little while they slowed down to a stop.

"That sounded great." Piccolo said matter-of-factly. "Vegeta, play the background a little slower and
then we'll kick into hard rock mode again."

"Don't order me around." Vegeta said with a scowl but did as he was told anyways.

They played like so for a while before rocking hard again, playing the same notes they had the first
time they had played so hard. After a moment they stopped.

"Write this down so far." Goku said, jumping over his drums and grabbing paper and two pencils.
Piccolo and Vegeta wrote down thier notes and soon were ready with thier instruments.

"Lets continue," Vegeta said, "With a slower tune."

So Piccolo played a still fast but softer tune as Vegeta played the background music. Piccolo
sped up a bit, as did Vegeta. Then he was playing constantly and without even acknowledging to
do so they all kicked into hard rock mode once again. Instead of stopping they just continued
playing. It sounded sort of odd, but they planned to fix that later. As the last notes faded
the guys looked at each other, smirking.

"Great job." Piccolo complimented to the other two band members.

"You too Piccolo." Goku smiled. Vegeta didn't say anything, just nodded.

Piccolo put down his guitar and started writing down the new notes. "You two better write it down
too. Even though that was good you have to admit it needs some serious work." Piccolo told them.

"I don't really need to." Goku said slowly.

"Yeah, but Vegeta, you do." Piccolo said.

"Yeah Yeah..." Vegeta said, he was already scribbling his notes down.

"Finished?" Piccolo asked a moment later as Vegeta put his pencil down.

"Yes." He walked back up to his red guitar and picked it up, putting the strap over his shoulder.
He ran his pick over the four strings. {{Remember it's a bass guitar. Piccolo has regular electric}}

"Well lets go over it again." Piccolo said, getting his pick ready.

"One," Goku counted, hitting his drum sticks together with each count, "Two, One, Two, Three Go!"

Vegeta and Piccolo started again, Goku joining in with the soft barely audible sound of the cymbol later on.
Then Vegeta and Piccolo started playing faster. Then goku started with the drums. And then they
started rocking. The guitars held a note afterwards for a while before playing fastly, Goku with
them on the drums. They started rocking hard. Then Piccolo did his little solo, Goku and Vegeta
in the background. Piccolo stated playing faster as did Vegeta and for the final time they put all
they had into rocking thier hardest. They continued longer than the first two times and then held
a final note. {{It sounds just like The music in "What's My Age again?" without the Lyrics. I
don't own the song!}}

It faded into silence and Goku broke it, "YEAH! That was Awesome!"

Vegeta smirked in reply as Piccolo smiled, "Yep. Now...should we add words or leave it
as it is?"

The other two looked thoughtful after Piccolo had asked the question. Then Vegeta spoke up,
"I say we leave it."

"Yeah," Goku agreed, "Thats a hard song to put lyrics into."

"True..." Piccolo nodded slowly, but not quite agreeing to have no words in the song.

The others looked at him, waiting for him to say something.

Finally he caved in, "Ok, no lyrics with this song."

"What should we call it?" Goku asked.

"Er..." Vegeta blinked once, not having a clue what to call the song.

"Uh...how about..." Piccolo trailed off, not knowing what to name it either.

"Lets just call it Xtra Terrestrail." Goku said simply, answering his own question.

"Good idea." Piccolo smirked.

"Ok, lets get it down, memorized." Vegeta said, putting his pick over the strings.

"Alright." Goku said.

They kept playing and soon were getting tired. It was tiring playing the same song over and over
again, but soon they got it flawless. After the first time they did get it without a hitch
they decided to quit. It was late. Almost 11:00P.M. Piccolo saw them off and then walked into
his room, stripping out of his clothes and throwing them into his half-fullclothes hamper.
He flopped into bed, only wearing boxers, his fingers sore.

He cracked his knuckles and massaged his sorest fingers soothingly. The strings had started to
mke them sting as he played so fast, having to change notes very often. Not only his pick hand
had been flying, but his fingers had been flying while pressing down on different strings every
half second. He cracked his neck and then pulled his covers over him.

He soon fell asleep, smiling, as the final notes of the new song faded into quietness in his mind...


~*~ The Next Day. Chi-Chi's house. 11:30A.M. ~*~

Chi-Chi finished getting dressed and looked in the mirror. Goku had called a few minutes before,
telling her that they were going to meet the gang for lunch at the Malt Shop. He would pick her
up at 11:30. She pulled her black hair into a pony tail, two long strands infront of her ears
and reaching her colar bone.

She was wearing a dark purple shirt that had a low V cut neck. On top of that she was wearing
a black jean jacket. Her skirt was made out of blue jean material. She applied a thin layer of
red lipstick to her lips, pursed them together, and looked in the mirror again. 'Perfect,' She
thought, adding a touch of blush to each cheek.

The doorbell sounded and she walked out of the bedroom and into the living room.
Passing the kitchen she made her way to the front door and opened it. It was Goku, as expected.

"Hey Chi-Chi." He greeted, smiling that goofy smile of his.

She smiled back, "Hello Goku. Let me get my shoes on and I'll be with you in a second. Please come
in and have a seat."

He came in as invited and sat down on the sofa and watched her walk back into the hallway.
He smiled, he liked the outfit she was wearing. "Heh heh..." He smiled crossing his arms
and closing his eyes.

Chi-Chi walked back in a few moments later wearing knee high leather boots. She smiled at him
as he looked up. He looked her up and down and winked, giving her a thumbs up. She laughed and
walked over to him and sat on his lap.

"So, is that a new outfit?" Goku asked, smiling up at her. "I've never seen you wear it before."

"Yeah. I bought it a while ago but haven't worn it until now." She replied.

"Well," He said, putting his arm under her knees and the other on her back, "lets go."

He stood up with her in his arms and he started to walk to the door. Chi-Chi put her arms around his
neck.

"Er..." He blinked as he got to the closed door, "Can you open that for me?"

Chi-Chi withdrew an arm from around his neck and turned the door knob. She then pushed the
door open and they stepped outside. Goku stuck his foot behind the door and closed it by
pushing it forward and removing his foot before the door closed on his leg.

"Ready?" Goku asked, walking out onto the lawn.

"Yep." She answered. "I have my purse, me, and you. Thats all I need."

He smiled and powered up ever so slightly, the grass under him being pushed flat by his energy.
He pushed off the ground with his feet and flew into the sky and hovered high above the city for
a moment, looking around.

"I love the view from up here." Chi-Chi commented, looking around as well.

"Me too." He smiled and kissed her briefly on the lips and was rewarded with a smile from his girl
friend.

"There's the Malt Shop." She said, pointing to a small building in the distance.

"Yep." Goku replied, zooming off in that direction.

~*~ At the Malt Shop 11:45A.M. ~*~

Vegeta and Piccolo sat talking. Karina and Bulma were on thier way, as well as Chi-Chi and Goku.

"Bulma's mad at me for no reason." Vegeta huffed, rolling his eyes at her reaction to him on the
phone earlier.

Piccolo blinked before asking, "Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure. She said she rather drive here then have me pick her up. She sounded mad." Vegeta
answered, resting his chin on his fist, his elbow on the table. He looked mad as well, as if he
hadn't done anything to her at all. He had totally forgot about yesterday when he had hastily
dropped her off before going to Piccolo's to practice.

"Why would she be mad...?" Piccolo asked, then scowled at him, making him feel a little guilty.

"I don't know..." He said, looking away and furrowing his eyebrows deeply as he saw the subject
of the conversation getting out of her car, "Maybe you should ask her."

"Me ask?!" Piccolo growled, "You ask her. Shes your girlfriend and the one who's mad at YOU."

"Whatever." Vegeta said as she came in and he looked out the window, scowling.

Bulma walked in a glanced around. Piccolo watched her and noticed she looked a little upset.
Her hair wasn't very neat, little blue strands of hair were sticking out this way and that.
Her outfit was caprees that matched the color of her hair, bright blue, and a white shirt with
the same color of blue letters that spelled Bulma in swirly writing.

She saw them and Piccolo noticed her look turned from upset to angry. She came over and, to Piccolo's
suprise sat next to Piccolo. She glared at Vegeta for a moment, who glanced at her now and then, then
crossed her arms and looked away. Piccolo sweatdropped. He didn't like getting caught in the middle
of things like this. "Er...I'm going to go the bathroom."

He got up and hastily walked to the restrooms, leaving Bulma and Vegeta alone for a moment.

Vegeta glanced at her as she finally spoke up, "Vegeta..."

"What?"

She scowled, looking at him and he crossed his arms as well, returning the scowl.

"You don't even know why I'm mad at you, do you?" Bulma asked angrily.

"No, I don't." He said truthfully.

She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Your such a moron sometimes..."

"I am NOT a moron!" He growled, leaning across the table.

"You are so!" She retorted, leaning across as well. Their faces were a few inches apart and they
both growled. They resembled dogs tied by leashes that couldn't quite reach each other to bite.

"I'm mad at you because you just dumped me off on my doorstep yesterday without a word of explaination!
You acted like you were in a hurry and the whole time on the way to my house you never even spoke!
You treated me like a bag of potatoes!" She yelled, her voice raising and some other customers
around them looked at them.

Vegeta was silent for a moment, now recalling yesterday and dumping Bulma at her doorstep.
Instead of appologizing though he said, "Your making a scene. Calm down."

Bulma said, her voice dripping with anger still although it was quieter, "You expect me to be calm
when you treat me like something you can use when you want then dump it like garbage. What Vegeta?
Do you expect me to come back to you every time if you do something like this? I don't think so."

Vegeta opened and closed his mouth a few times with a suprised look on his face. Bulma stood and
he noticed her eyes were slightly glassy as she glared down at him, "You better start cleaning
up the way you act, Vegeta, or you wont have anyone to use anymore."

With that said she left a very suprised Vegeta sitting alone. He watched as she walked outside,
and, as he could see through the window, slump against her car with her head back and looking
like she was crying. He looked down, speechless. 'I...don't want to have her break up with me...'
he thought, then added, rolling his eyes and sweatdropping, 'AGAIN...but I can't talk to her...
I don't know what the heck I'm supposed to say.'

Piccolo finally returned from the bathroom. He hadn't really gone to the bathroom but had watched
them, his sensitive ears picking up every word of the conversation. 'Well Vegeta...' he thought,
looking angrily at his friend across the table, 'once again your jerky attitude has screwed things
up with you and Bulma again.'

"Vegeta." He spoke aloud, and the Saiyan looked up at him.

"You need to appologize, stupid." Piccolo said, bluntly.

Vegeta scowled, "I'm not an idiot, I know I need to appologize!" He looked down, "But I can't."

"But I can't my butt." Piccolo growled, crossing his arms. "Look, I'm not trying to play match maker
here but you should get back together with Bulma. I know you really feel uh...for her."
He raised an eyeridge at how odd the comment had sounded.

"Who are you talking about my feelings..." Vegeta grumbled, staring at the table, "You aren't me..."

Piccolo looked at his stubborn friend for a moment before saying anything. He then said quietly,
looking at him with emotionless eyes, "You can hide your emotions well, Vegeta, but I can see
through you like glass."

Vegeta looked up with slightly wider eyes. He didn't say anything and Piccolo took the oppertunity
to continue.

"You show your love for her more then you think in public. People that are strangers to you and Bulma
might think you weren't together, but your friends know. And they know not only by seeing you
er...display your emotions in public. Theres just something that makes you able to tell..."

Vegeta just sat there and closed his mouth which had opened slighlty.

"Now go appologize." Piccolo said suddenly, standing and yanking Vegeta up by his arm. It looked
odd, the way Piccolo did it. It was if Vegeta was a little kid and had disobeyed Piccolo and he
was yanking him up to bend him over his knee and spank him for doing so.

Vegeta pulled his arm from Piccolo's grasp, scowling at him as if he was saying "Never Touch me again."
Piccolo thought he was going to sit back down but instead, to the green one's suprise, Vegeta
pushed past him, making his way to the door. Piccolo sat down and looked out the window, watching
Vegeta walk up to the crying Bulma.

She looked up as he arrived but didn't say anything. She didn't bother to hide her tears, she
just looked at him, waiting for him to say something. Vegeta was looking uncomfortable and shifted
a little bit, his arms crossed. He was looking at her feet.

'Whats that moron doing?' Piccolo asked himself as he watched, 'Say something Vegeta, standing there
won't help.'

Finally he saw Vegeta's mouth moving. Piccolo blinked as she suddenly smiled and threw herself
into his arms. 'What the heck did he say!?' Piccolo thought as they walked in, Bulma taking
Vegeta's hand. Vegeta was blushing intensly. This made Piccolo even more curious. Outside Goku and
Chi-Chi landed.

They walked inside and sat down, Piccolo on the outside next to Goku, who was next to Chi-Chi
on one side of the booth, Vegeta and Bulma were sitting on the other side. Karina still was
coming they supposed. She soon arrived in a black shirt and dark green pants. She sat across
from Piccolo smiling.

Soon a waitress came over and took thier orders. She brought thier drinks after a few minutes.

Chi-Chi sipped her drink as she watched the guys talking with the other girls.

"We wrote a new song!" Goku said aburptly with a goofy grin, "Didn't we guys?" He asked, looking
at the other two. They nodded, smirking.

"What is it about?" Karina asked.

"Er...well it doesn't really have lyrics." Piccolo answered.

"But it sounds awesome." Vegeta stated.

"Cool, well have to hear it sometime." Bulma smiled. She sure had lightened up.

'I have to know what Vegeta said to her that made her so happy all of the sudden. And why was
he blushing? Sure he used to blush alot at the begining of thier relationship when Bulma showed
effection to him in public...but now he doesn't blush too much anymore. What is up!?' Piccolo
thought anxiously.

He snapped out of his thought as Chi-Chi spoke, "Guys...I have an idea."

They all turned thier heads to look at her and she cleared her throat to continue, "Now I know
we've tried to go on a vacation before but it was a complete failure...but I was thinking we
could try one more time."

Goku blinked, "Another vacation??"

"Well...it sounds like a good idea to me." Karina said, looking around at the others.

They were interrupted by the waitresses and waiters that brought thier food. They had a hard time
fitting all the meals on the table (Goku and Vegeta had ordered quite a few) but soon crammed them
all on. They started eating and Chi-Chi continued revealing her plan to her friends.

"I was thinking an out of town trip..." She said, taking a drink of her Coke, "Last time we blew
all our cash on that stupid fancy restraunt."

"Then we had to impersonate people to get to the hotel's pool." Karina added, smiling at the memory.

"The Bahama's!" Bulma suddenly burst out, a big smile on her face. "We can go to the Bahama's!"

"We can?" All the men at the table asked in unison, confused.

"We can!?" The other two women exclaimed, thier eyes sparkling with anticipation and thier hands
in fists near thier faces with excitement.

Bulma closed her eyes, smiling broadly, "Yep. I know a friend down there who works at a spa resort.
She can hook us up with free plane tickets and atleast a week reservation at the spa resort!"

"Really!?" Chi-Chi asked, bubbling over with happiness. She had always wanted to go to one of
those nice spa resorts.

"As long as your parents say it's ok and Yankochi agrees to help out!" Bulma smiled.

"She can hook us up!" Goku smiled, "If ya know what I mean!" He winked pointedly.

Vegeta sweatdropped, "Stop trying to act like a drug addict."

"Heh, heh I was just playing around." Goku chuckled.

"Well I can't exactly ask my parents..." Chi-Chi smiled, her dad was off on some adventure and
her mother had died when she was young.

"I don't have any parents to ask in the first place..." Goku said gloomily, looking down at his
empty plates, "I'm alone."

"You are not alone, silly." Chi-Chi smiled, patting his arm.

He looked up, blinking, "Yes I am. I'm not even from this planet and my Grandpa found me and
raised me until he died."

"We're here." She smiled, motioning around the table to herself and the others.

Goku smiled in reply. 'She's right,' he thought, 'My friends are good enough family for me.'

"We're brothers Vegeta!" He said suddenly, leaning over the table and getting Vegeta in a head lock.
Vegeta angrily tried to get out of it as Goku gave him a noogie, messing up his spikey hair badly.

The others started cracking up. Vegeta finally broke loose of Goku's hold, looking disgruntled,
his hair sticking out at very odd angles. "We are NOT brothers!" He huffed, "We may both be
saiyans but we are not blood related."

"I know, I know, but all of you guys are my family here on Earth!" Goku smiled happily.

The others laughed, except for Vegeta, who didn't respond. He crossed his arms and looked down at
his empty plate. "Anyways..." He said loudly, trying to change the subject, "Lets talk more about
this vacation..."

"Wait!" Karina suddenly looked distressed, "Piccolo and Goku can't go because they have work!"

"Actually..." Goku smiled sheepishly at Chi-Chi, rubbing the back of his head. "We got fired
yesterday."

Vegeta laughed as Piccolo smirked and the girls all looked suprised.

"How did you get fired!?" Chi-Chi asked dramatically, as if getting fired was a sin.

"Er...it's a long story really..." Goku smiled, sweatdropping.

"Too long to talk about." Piccolo said, changing the subject, "Lets go do something besides this...
spa thing."

"What?" Bulma asked, blinking.

"Camping!" Goku exclaimed. He had allways done well in the outdoors.

"Good idea." Piccolo smiled. Before he had really got aquainted with the gang he had always
enjoyed meditating in the woods, preferably by water. Running streams, peaceful lakes, loud
splashing waterfalls. He liked all of them.

"Ok. So lets go camping up in the forest for a week and then the next week we will go to the
spa." Bulma said happily.

"I'll ask my parents if I can go as soon as I get home." Karina smiled happily.

"I will too." Bulma said, already sure her parents would say yes. Her mom had been trying to
persway her to get her friends to go for a while, but she had been to preoccupied with other
stuff to think about it.

Vegeta sweatdropped, thinking about how he'd have to call his annoying mother. Piccolo would call
his dad and ask, already knowing the old man wouldn't give a crap if he went around the world on
his own. Goku and Chi-Chi didn't have any parents around to ask and Chi-Chi couldn't reach her father
in any way.

Everyone soon finished thier meals. They said thier goodbyes and Bulma told them she would phone
them all later to make sure they could come and tell them the news after talking to Yankochi.
Chi-Chi and Goku took off, saying the were going to catch a movie before heading to thier houses.

Karina told Piccolo she would see him later and kissed him on the cheek and walked outside, getting
in her car. She had just gotten one from her parents recently and was now enjoying driving it
around. She had passed drivers ED with flying colors. Piccolo watched her nice little blue slug
bug drive off and down the street before turning to his two remaining friends.

'This is my chance to ask...' He thought as Bulma walked away from Vegeta, heading torwards the
bathroom.

He walked up and, trying to sound off-handed he asked, "So...what did you say to Bulma that made
her flip over you...er...again?"

'That was smooth sounding...Chh.' He thought at his own remark, sweatdropping.

Vegeta just looked at him for a moment and then, to Piccolo's suprise, he blushed. He glanced at
him with a deep scowl and replied, "That's for me to know and for you to never find out."

With that said, Vegeta walked outside, his hands shoved in his jean pockets, and leaned against
the wall. Apparently he was waiting for Bulma to finish in the restroom so he could say goodbye...
or something.

Piccolo blinked and decided to try the question with Bulma...but with different phrasing.
He imagined himself asking her, "Hey Bulma, what did Vegeta say to you that made you flip over him?"
He rolled his eyes at that stupid comment. 'That would be smooth. She'd probably get all pissed
or something.'

He saw her emerge from the restroom and watched her as she headed for the door.

"Bye Piccolo, I'll call you later, Ok?" She said, reaching the door.

"Wait Bulma." Piccolo said, motioning her to come over to him. He didn't want Vegeta to accidently
over hear him asking her through the door. He was just right outside of it, leaning against the
wall with his arms crossed and his eyes closed. 'What the heck is taking that woman so long in
the restroom?' Vegeta asked himself. He debated about going inside again. He dismissed the thought
and knew she'd come out soon enough.

Bulma walked over to Piccolo, a confused look on her face, "What is it Piccolo?"

"I was just curious..." Piccolo said, waving his hand calmly to the side, trying to look as if
he hadn't been really wanting to know, "What did Vegeta say to you that made you forgive him?"

Bulma smiled, "Oh is that all? I thought you were going ask me something really wierd, like if
I'd go out with you or something by the look on your face."

Piccolo sweatdropped, thinking, 'Did I really look that obvious?'

"Anyways it was really sweet for Vegeta to say..." Piccolo watched as Bulma blushed slightly,
putting a hand to her face and closing her eyes, smiling contently, "It must have been hard
for him of all people to say..."

Piccolo thought impatiently, 'Ok, enough of the suspence and the drama queen act, get to the point.'

"He walked up to me and was silent for a while...but then he didn't even appologize he just
opened his mouth and spat out, 'I love you.'" Piccolo smirked at the thought of Vegeta actually
admitting the thing.

"And..." Bulma blushed a little more, smiling wider and opening her eyes to look at her green friend,
"He's never told me that before. It's just so sweet, don't you think!?" She burst out the last
sentence and became overcome with giggles.

Piccolo sweatdropped thinking, 'Er...I'm a guy, you don't ask us guys if we think things are...sweet.'

"Ok...Well that's uh...nice." Piccolo blinked, "I was just wondering. I'll go home and call my Father
about the whole...vacation...thingy."

"Alright." Bulma smiled, her cheeks returning to thier regular color. "I'll see you soon!"

"Ok, call me." Piccolo said as he headed out the door. Vegeta looked up at him and Piccolo
suddenly found himself snickering slightly. 'Vegeta saying 'I love you?' That's just TOO funny.'

Vegeta scowled, "What are you laughing at, Green Bean?"

"Nothing, Vegeta, nothing..." Piccolo smiled and, with a small wave goodbye he flew off into the
sky.

Bulma walked out and smiled at Vegeta. "Well I will call you later, alright?"

"Ok." He replied and stopped leaning against the wall, uncrossing his arms.

Without a word Bulma walked up to him and kissed him on the lips passionatly, her arms sliding
around his neck. He put his hands on her back as they kissed and then both gently pulled away.

"Bye." Bulma whispered, a small smile on her face.

Vegeta smirked, putting his hands in his pockets and taking off, the dust under him rising in
a small, almost transparent cloud. She watched, smiling as she wached him dissapear from her sight.
She opened the door to her car and got in and then put her key in the ignition, turning it.
As she backed out of her parking place and drove out of the parking lot she smiled, remembering every
moment of Vegeta admitting he loved her...



~*~

Ok I'm done! Finally! I know some of you saw it cut off WAY up there. It cut off halfway. But,
now it's fixed and really, I think it is much better written then the first time I did it.
I checked for typos and I believe I caught all of them. Well I dunno, I might of missed a few
of the little buggers, but thats Ok. Well last night I finished this around 3:00A.M. and Tonight
it's Only 2:00AM! Lucky me, I'll get more sleep tonight. And I have church in the morning o_o'

Well thanks for taking time to read it and, if you don't mind too much I'd appreciate it if
you would take just a little more time out of your day to write a review and send it in.
All of you authors know that theres another joy to being a fanfic author besides being able
to express your thoughts and ideas on the net, and that joy is getting feedback.

^_~v Peace and Good Day to You All,

--Dbz Chicka