/ / ❯ It's a Different World ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

It's a Different World

Chapter 2

by: kyra_briefs@hotmail.com

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"Vegita," Goku said with concern, but he didn't know what else to say. Thre his friend was, babbling nonsense, as though he were completely and utterly insane! And where did that sudden massive display of power come from? It made no sence to him.

"You want to see a Saiyan?" Vegita hollered, his power beginning to rise. "I'll show you a Saiyan!" With those words, his power skyrocketed, his energy shooting off in deadly sparks around his body.

"Vegita, stop this!" Goku called, his hand raised to his face to shield the sharp wind created from the blast. "You're going to get yourself killed!"

Vegita's face fell. Inside, he knew the moron was right. It shouldn't affect him at all - he'd only done this about a billion times! But it was tearing his body to shreds. Frowning, he slowly powered down and sailed softly to the ground.

"Damnit Vegita…" Goku said sternly, not moving from his spot. "Where you like it or not, you have to face reality!"

Vegita faced Goku, anger spread on his face. "Shut the Hell up, Kakorott!" he hissed. "Reality… yea fucking right. I'm sick of waiting for that damned woman…" Vegita began to trail off as his face suddenly went pale. He pitched forward and, falling to his knees, began to vomit.

Goku's eyes widened. "Oh no, Vegita…" He immediately ran to his side.

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"Bored."

"Bored."

"Border."

"Even more border."

"Bordest."

"Even more border times 10."

"Even more border times 100!"

"Even more borders times a million billion zillion!"

"Even border times infinity!"

Goten frowned, biting his lower lip. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. "Even border times infinity plus 2!"

Trunks jumped to his feet. "That's it! I'm gonna kick your butt!"

Goten jumped to his feet as well, but then fell over. "Nah, I'm tired of sparring, that's boring."

Trunks, sighing, fell down also. "You're right. Ugh, I'm so bored! What to do…" Suddenly, his head perked up. "Hey, let's play some pranks on Vegita!"

Goten blinked. "Um… don't you mean your Dad?"

"No, my Dad's gone right now, Vegita's here instead. Yep, I'm pretty sure that's right, at least that's what my Mom said… I think."

Goten blinked again. "Huh?"

"Never mind," said Trunks. "Just follow me!"

Goten shrugged, and quickly hopped off after his friend.

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Vegita sneered as he looked at the contents that had just left his stomach. Vomiting -the most nasty thing he's seen humans do. He turned away and, suddenly feeling dizzy, fell over on his back.

"Vegita!" Goku cried, scrambling to the Prince's side. "Oh shit… oh shit!"

Vegita growled. Vomiting, dizziness, weakness… how pathetic! It was just like… the flu Trunks had a few days ago. Suddenly, it hit him. That's why he was feeling so crummy! He caught that damned, obnoxious flu from Trunks! He gritted his teeth, swearing that the boy would pay.

"Vegita, I'm going to call a doctor," Goku said, interrupting his train of thoughts. "But first I need to get you inside." He took hold of his shoulder and helped him to his feet.

Vegita, in response, just laughed. "Don't bother, Kakorott!" he chuckled. "It's just a flu! A stupid flu!"

Goku clenched his teeth. "A few years back, Vegita, you denied you illness left and right, made no sense… like now. And then you began to vomit, and you became dehydrated, and lost nearly 100 pounds from it… you almost died. But you probably don't even remember it."

Vegita snorted. "Well there's nothing wrong with me, you ignoramus, it's just a fucking flu! Hmph. You may feel free to tell Bulma that too."

"Tell me what?"

They were now at Capsule Corp, and Bulma had come from the backyard.

Goku bit his lower lip. "Well…"

Bulma gasped, noticing that Goku was helping her husband up. And that… "Vegita, you look so pale… are you all right?"

Vegita sighed in irritance, shaking his head. `Just keep asking that question, woman,' he thought, `Just keep asking.'

"Bulma, Vegita-"

"I'm fine," Vegita hissed, interrupting Goku. If what he had just told him were true, he dared not say a word to Bulma. Kami only knows what she would do!

"Vegita!" Goku cried. "You have to tell her that you-"

Vegita slammed his hand over Goku's mouth. He ws going to give him away, and he did NOT appreciate it. "Shut up, you moron," he told him through telepathy. "There's no need getting her worried for nothing!"

"What?" Bulma demanded, placing her hands on her hips. "Goku, tell me!"

Goku removed Vegita's hand, ready to speak, when Vegita suddenly punched Goku in the face, knocking him to the floor unconscious. Smirking he announced, "Damn that felt good!"

"Vegiat!" Bulma cried. She rushed to Goku's side. "What did you do that for?! And what was he going to say?!"

Still smirking, Vegita shrugged and walked inside.

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A tiny cup, full of coffee, fell through the air, it's contents flowing from the cup in one large stream. When it hit the floor, the liquid exploded in small puddles around it. Bulma stood above the fallen coffee, her eyes wide and her hand held out and trembling. "Oh no… Vegita…" Gasping, she took a seat at the kitchen table. Deep inside her, she knew something was wrong - she knew that something terrible had happened… was happening to Vegita. She could just sense it.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

Vegita suddenly ran into the kitchen, his face aghast. His hair was dyed pink and purple, he had a moustache and beard drawn in with permanent ink, and his face was dabbled all over with colorful remarks such as, "Kiss the fool," "Kick Me," and so on. "What the Hell is going on?!" Vegita cried.

However, it was as though Bulma didn't even hear him. She just walked from the kitchen and into her lab.

Meanwhile, from a distance, Trunks and Goten were breaking down, laughing.

"Oh my gosh, he looks like Bozo the Clown with graffiti!" Goten cackled.

Trunks smirked, holding up a bucket of glue. "Oh, the day's not over yet, Goten!" he mused.

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"A-CHOO!" Vegita shot awake from the loud sneeze and growled in irritance. His head was swimming! Funny, he didn't even remember passing out, he mused. "Damn that boy. He had better run for his dear life when I get back home!"

"Vegita, you ARE home. And what boy are you talking about?"

Vegita cringed as he looked over to Bulma. She was lyin in bed next to him, her night cloths on. She looked so damned sexy like that… his eyes suddenly caught the window. It was dark out.

"Vegita, why didn't you tell me?" Bulma's eyes began to fill with tears.

Vegita looked at Bulma. "Damnit woman," he murmered. "I'm fine, it's just a stupid-"

"Flu, I know, Goku said you kept saying that." Bulma said, the tears now pouring from her eyes. "But while you were asleep, I had the doctor check out. Vegita, it's not the flu. Why…"

Vegita frowned. He hated to see Bulma cry like this. Even if it wasn't HIS Bulma, it was still Bulma… right? He sighed. "Woman…" However, he suddenly felt sick. Tearing the covers away, he raced to the bathroom.

Trunks was trying to get to sleep when he suddenly heard it. It was his father… and it sounded like… Trunks immediately shot up in bed and raced down the hall, hoping, and praying. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw what he had dreaded. His father was bent over the toilet, vomiting, and his mother was just standing there, looking lost and bewildered.

"No…" Trunks took a step back. He remembered a few years back when he started vomiting. At first the doctors thought he was dead, and for 10 whole minutes Trunks had lost his father. Then his mother came, and assured him he was alive. He couldn't bear for that to happen again, especially if he didn't come back this time…

Trunks dashed off in the other direction, tears streaming down his eyes. He finally collapsed on the sofa next to a phone and, sobbing uncontrollably, picked it up and dialed.

"Hello?" Goku's voice came from the other end.

"Goku…" Trunks sobbed.

"Trunks, what's wrong?" Goku asked in a very serious tone.

"Papa…" Trunks wailed. "Please Goku-san… please… help…"

"I'll be right over, Trunks," Goku promised, and immediately hung up the phone.

Trunks fell on the couch, grabbing it tight and soaking it with his tears.

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"Hey look, he's coming out of the shower!" Goten cried in excitement.

"Shh… Goten! You're gonna get us caught!" Trunks ordered in a whisper.

Goten clasped his tiny hands over his mouth. "Oops, sorry!" he whispered back.

Vegita walked out of the bathroom just then, drying hi hair roughly with a towel. He took a few steps before stepping into a puddle of glue.

Vegita looked down at the glue , and his eyes then suddenly caught sight of a smoke bomb. Gas suddenly sprung out from it, engulfing the human.

"Attack!" Suddenly, Trunks and Goten jumped out, tossing huge balls of paint. When the smoke cleared, Vegita lay on the floor, covered in paint. He didn't move an inch.

"Ahhh! Trunks, you killed him!" Goten shrieked.

Trunks's eyes widened. "N-no I didn't! You did it too, Goten!"

"Well it was YOUR idea!"

"Well you should have talked me out of it!"

"I didn't even know what was going on!" Goten began to cry.

"Well Goten, there's only one thing we can do now…" Trunks said nervously. "We have to get rid of the body."

Goten gulped.

Bulma exited from her lab, the tiny `wristwatch' in her hand. She knew something was wrong with Vegita, and she wanted to go be near him. However, because of the blast from last time, the machine was busted. It would take her about a month just to fix it! Sighing, she set the machine on the table and began to attend to the coffee she spilled earlier.

Meanwhile, Trunks and Goten were dragging a heavy load wrapped in a garbage bag to the garbage can out front. The two heaved and tossed it in, wiping their hands together afterwords.

"Well," said Goten, "what do we do now?"

"Trunks! Goten! What did you do?!"

The two turned to Bulma who, at the last moment, witnessed the whole thing.

"We run," said Trunks.

Goten nodded and, screaming, the two ran for their dear lives.

To be continued…