Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Danger in the horizon ❯ You know my brother? ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter Seven - You know my brother?

Note: I don't own DBZ or any of the characters

Thankfully the elevator was devoid of any other people so Bulma could be alone to collect her thoughts as she travelled to the med wing. Lisa must have been so blind to think that thing Zarbon had any feelings for her. Bulma's own suspicions had been correct; she would definitely have to watch her back from now on.

As expected, when she reached the med wing she found it overflowing with scores of people nursing monster hangovers or battle wounds from fighting from the night before. Luckily she had an appointment with one of the medical technicians so she didn't have to wait. The procedure only took a matter of minutes; although unfortunately the side effect was that her left arm would be numb for about 2 hours.

This meant any work Bulma was going to attempt on the space ships was impossible at least for this morning, so she decided to catch up on her personal log entries, which luckily were audio and visual as opposed to being typed. With all that had been going on in the last day, Bulma definitely had something interesting to record for once. Bulma made her way to one of the many lounges set aside for crew and refugees to sit and relax in with no distractions. Usually people used the lounge areas to meditate in or just to gaze out at the view.

Bulma always recorded her personal logs here. The view was magnificent and soothing. It was always nice to know home wasn't too far away and that it would only be a matter of 11 months before she set her feet once more on Earth. She sorely missed being able to see her friends whenever she wanted to and even though Bulma would hate to admit it aloud she even missed her idiot of an ex, Yamcha.

As she sat down and prepared to record her thoughts about the events of yesterday, Bulma felt that annoying prickle again. She stretched out telepathically to ascertain the source. Nope. Not Zarbon. She gave a mental sigh of relief. No, this one was naggingly similar to the one she felt last night. Radditz. What was it with this guy? Wasn't one warning enough? And how did he keep tracking her down? He didn't have access to a locator yet. This was way too weird.

Bulma took a deep breath and slowly turned around in her chair, tilting her face upward to face Radditz.

"Have you got a reason for being here, or is it just that you are a sucker for punishment?" she questioned smoothly.

Radditz's face registered some surprise that she had noticed his presence once again. "Ms Briefs, I have only come to apologise to you once again for my behaviour last night." He stated simply.

Bulma set her mouth in a tight line. "Fine. I accept your gracious apology. Now could you please leave me alone for a few moments? I have a few personal log entries to complete."

Even after giving the most blatant verbal brush off to Radditz, he still did not make any movement away from her.

Bulma let out a large sigh of exasperation. This guy was not going to leave unless she put a bomb under him or maybe if she bored him to death with an explanation of the technology involved in the personal log. "Okay," she explained patiently, praying silently that he would just go. "This is how it works. You switch it on, and a small camera and microphone records your voice and appearance into a disk or the hard drive. You just talk to it, and it records your thoughts and feelings from the previous day, week, whatever. Understand?"

"Yes, I understand." Radditz was not really interested in the small machine laid out before Bulma. The woman was like a drug. He just wanted to be near her for a few more moments without Prince Vegeta knowing about it. "Can I get you to demonstrate this for me?"

God, thought Bulma, this guy is like a bad smell. Out of habit, she pinched the bridge of her nose. "Yes, you can download images into it apart from ones for the personal log. And yes, I can demonstrate it for you. I'll show you some of the images I have of my family and friends, Okay?"

"Okay."

"And after I do that will you stop stalking me?"

Radditz frowned at this request. He didn't feel he was stalking her, but merely apologising for his actions last evening. But he knew that it wasn't true. God how he wanted her, right now! But, instead of grabbing Bulma and taking her there and then, he perched his large frame on the seat next to Bulma, tightening his tail around his waist. Radditz needed to keep his tail under control. It was the outward manifestation of the desire he felt for this woman, right now he was so close he could almost touch her.

"Well?" Bulma said angrily.

"Agreed, Ms Briefs, I will no longer stalk you." He agreed tersely.

"Okay" she smiled. Bulma then proceeded to flick through some of the images she had stored on the small log. Every once in a while, Radditz would question her as to who someone was. Right at the end, Bulma brought up a picture of herself and Goku. It was taken just after his defeat of the Demon King Piccolo and immediately before he married Chi Chi.

As she was about to explain who the person in the image was, she heard a sharp intake of breath, almost as if the picture shocked Radditz.

Bulma glanced over at the tall warrior next to her. "Are you alright, Radditz? "

"Fine!" He snapped back. Then sensing Bulma's suspicions of his reaction he asked, "Who is that?"

"Oh, that's Goku. He is my very best friend in the world. I've known him since he was about 7 or 8 years old. I thought he was a really strange kid at the time. But I got used to him and his monster appetite for food. He's married now with a child, a little boy." She finished happily with her eyes glowing.

"Does he fight?"

"Oh you mean like martial arts, ki blasts, that kind of thing?"

"Yes"

"Sure. He has saved the worlds butt more than once with his special skills, no one on Earth quite like him." She finished the statement proudly. Goku would always be her best friend in the entire world come what may.

Radditz sat back, reeling. So his brother had forgotten his mission after all. He was still a fighter and it looked like he had his tail removed so as to blend in the general population of Earth. So this woman knows him well? This could make Prince Vegeta's plan all the easier to implement. Now he knew where Kakkarot was, it was just a matter of finding a way through the shield before the 11 months were up. The plan might just work!

Radditz abruptly stood up. He had to urgently speak with Vegeta. This information was very useful to everything had risked their lives for. "I must go now," He said, "thank you for the demonstration." With that he strode from the lounge quickly, trying to contain his excitement level.

Bulma stared at his retreating back in amazement. What the hell was it with these people? And why was he following her around? More importantly, why was he shocked by that one picture of herself and Goku?