Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Closer ❯ Quick communiqué ( Chapter 1 )

I don't own DBZ—You know that already

 

Bulma Briefs was sitting at her workbench putting the finishing touches on this year's newest capsule.  An innovative spin on her father's concept as the new feature will allow for the capsule to provide gravitational fields for the wearer.  She knew the United States' NASA and Japan's JAXA would die to get their hands on these little beauties.  The question was how much they were willing to pay for the privilege of being first.  Not that Capsule Corp. was strapped for cash but this is global business and it doesn't just run on her good looks.

 

As Bulma pondered the possibilities this new product would bring to her business, a sign flashed on her flat screen video communication module.  Instant recognition of the blood red 'V' outlined in gold alerted her that this call was more than welcome.

 

”Computer, answer communication.," she said.  A slightly haggard man appeared in place of the insignia.  He was old enough to be her father but so gorgeous any woman would crawl over her mother to possess him.  The scar on his face only added character to his chiseled features.

 

"Bardock!" Bulma exclaimed.  Instantly she began talking a mile a minute. 

 

"It's good to hear from you.  Please tell me you calling about those Trans dimensional theories i sent over last month.  I have been dying to get your thoughts on the subject.  Also, how is your son, Kakkarot?  Is he still training with the Prince?  I hope he hasn't had many trips to the rejuvenation tank although..."  She stopped and flushed, embarrassed by her nonsensical rambling. 

 

Bardock just smiled.  He had always loved Bulma as the daughter he had never had.  Her brains and wit always kept him on his toes and he loved a good challenge. 

 

"Bulma, it is good to see you as well.  I wish I could talk longer but i actually have a query for your father." 

 

Bulma lent her head closer to the screen.  "Really?  Well he is not here at the moment.  He is dealing with a dust-up at the downtown factory.  If you could tell me, i will make sure he gets the message."  For a moment, Bardock looked hesitant but he figured that since he was talking to Capsule Corp.'s second in command, it would be alright to leave the information with her. 

 

"Well," he began "we are in need of a scientist here on Vegeta-sei.  Someone who would aid us in development of new technologies befitting our way of life would be preferential.  He must be well versed in physics, engineering, biomechanics, and chemistry for a start.  Also, he must be trustworthy." 

 

Bulma's mind began to process the information.  ~I wish he'd stop saying he.~ she thought.  ~I know those subjects and more.  I wonder what they are up to?~  Bardock continued to speak, breaking her train of thought.  "This request is straight from King Vegeta and the sooner it can be answered the better.  Do you think your father will be able to find someone capable of these requirements quickly?" 

 

"Of course." Bulma said.  "I will let him know as soon as possible and press for an answer.  I believe i can identify a few possibilities already.  How soon do you need a response?"  "Today, if possible."  Bardock said.  Bulma's eyes enlarged a bit but understood this must be urgent. 

 

"I'm on it, Bardock.  Give me a couple of hours."  "You are truly one of a kind, Bulma.," said Bardock.  "I must be off now, you will contact me shortly, yes?" he questioned.  "Absolutely.  I would never let you down."  Bulma winked and ended the call.  Bardock turned exhaled.  "Gods, let them send someone soon.  Our very existence could depend on it."

 

As soon as the call was over, Bulma called her father to discuss the Sayian communication.  It was easy enough to get him on the line and he was smiling when he saw her face flicker on his mini screen.  "Daddy," Bulma said, "the Saiyans are in need of a scientist.  Bardock called and said that King Vegeta is asking we send one of our best to Vegeta-sei right away." 

 

Dr. Briefs raised a curious eyebrow and said "King Vegeta is requesting this, you say?  That is very sudden, isn't it?" he wondered aloud while giving his cat a pleasing scratch.  "I suppose they are on to something on their planet  Any candidates in mind, Bulma?" 

 

Her mind immediately screamed 'Me! Me! Me!' but she knew that could not be possible.  Her father would be retiring and she could not place herself in any dangerous situation, no matter how wonderfully tempting is was.  The time for adventuring had passed and she had responsibilities.  "Winters, Brady, or Parkins." she offered half-heartedly.  "All three are gifted and can meet the requirements Bardock quoted to me."  "Well, since this is urgent, please approach Winters for me.  I believe he will be the best choice and he is the most Sayian-like human I've ever met." Dr. Briefs chuckled.

 

Bulma nodded and ended the call.  She sent a message to Bardock and Winters setting a meeting in the morning between the three.  'There,' she thought, 'now i can get ready for my date.  Yamcha said he would be taking me out for a night i would never forget!'