Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Facing it Together ❯ Warnings ( Chapter 6 )

Disclaimer: Dragonball Z is mine. Dragonball Z is mine. Maybe if I say it enough times, it'll come true.

Quick Note: For those of you that reviewed (thanks, by the way), Yamcha IS ugly! But this is Bulma's point-of-view, and for whatever reason she fell for him in the show, is her matter. But this isn't a B/Y fic, it's a B/V, so don't worry. She won't be thinking that for long…

Facing it Together

Chapter Six: Warnings

Turles entered the room. Radditz, Nappa, Limato, and Taya were already there, waiting for him. They were the only Saiyans that he knew he could trust with his life, and when he became king, he would be sure to reward them for their faith in him. He descended the steps to the center of the room.

"So, where do we begin?" an impatient Nappa asked.

Turles turned to look at the towering giant. "We were going to attempt to move the king to a vacant area where we would have been able to preform an ambush."

"`Were?'" Limato asked.

"Yes. The royal guest of Vegeta-sei has presented an interesting element to our situation."

"If she's a problem, then we'll just eliminate her." Nappa started towards the door.

"Wait, Nappa," Turles said, stopping him. "The element will work unbelievably well in our favor. She has told King Vegeta about objects called `dragonballs'."

"What are those?" Taya asked Turles.

"According to the woman named Bulma, they have the ability to grant wishes. If we were to get them, we would be able to overthrow King Vegeta easily."

"And what's wrong with our other strategy?" Limato crossed his arms. "An ambush would be effective."

"An ambush isn't proven to stop him. If I recall correctly, Limato, you and Radditz got yourselves beaten into a pulp in a sparring match with the king, and afterwards, the king still had a regular breathing pattern."

"But there's five of us," Taya spoke up. "He couldn't possibly defeat all of us if we ganged up on him."

"All I am saying is that there is a high chance that we might not succeed. Give the Chikyuu woman a few days to develop a way to track the dragonballs. If four days pass and she hasn't come up with anything, then we will attack."

Limato crossed his arms. "Fine. Four days it is, then."

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A half an hour after the secret meeting, Turles entered the throne room with the progress of the king's gravity room, given to him by Yamcha. He stopped in front of the king's throne and dipped into a bow. "Ou-sama."

"It's about time, Turles," Vegeta said. "Now, give me your report."

"The head technician has almost all of the materials to construct it, only a few left that he needed to get from Planet Nogero, a planet in the eastern quadrant. He has assembled a team that he has put all of his faith in and claims that the project will be underway shortly."

"Hmph." Vegeta shifted in his seat and smirked. "And what about the woman?"

"I do not know, sire. I didn't see her in the harbor this afternoon."

"She is probably working on the device right now. She should be." Vegeta rose from his throne. "I want her ship to be locked up. If she has the brains to create a machine such as the one that the mechanics are making now, then she might just be stupid enough to find a way to get herself out of here. She didn't seem to be overjoyed to be working on the little task that I gave her. See that her ship is out of her sight."

"Are you certain that would be the best action, Ou-sama?" Turles asked him. "That may make her more discouraged to complete the device. If I were king, I would never have-"

"But you aren't king, Turles." Vegeta saw the quick expression that crossed his features and was a litted unnerved by it.

"No, Ou-sama. I'm not."

"Good. Now, go."

Turles nodded and turned before saying in an almost mocking tone. "Whatever you wish, Ou-sama."

Vegeta stared at his departing body. What was up with him? Turles always followed orders and never asked any questions or gave him any comments or outputs. Something was up, that was for sure. He would have to keep an eye on him…

He exited the room and found himself walking down one of the long splendid hallways of his palace. Perhaps he would go kick Limato's or even Nappa's asses today. It would at least give him something to do while waiting for the woman to make the tracking device for finding those dragonballs.

As he passed the doors of the various rooms, Vegeta noticed that one of the rooms that he kept closed to the rest of the people in the palace was now open-his mother's solarium. The late queen had been cold and ruthless, but she loved beautiful things, and the solarium was proof of it. Vegeta had rarely visited it himself, but he remembered each and every detail of the room since he was a young boy-the scent of the many flowers, the way the rays of the sun hit the room when it was setting-everything. Everything about that room reminded him of her…and he never wanted to see it again.

Nervertheless, Vegeta looked in the room and saw her blue hair. "What are you doing here, woman?"

Bulma turned around. "I didn't think you would mind if I did my planning in here. It's so nice in here."

"Planning? Have you come up with something for these dragonballs?"

Bulma shook her head as she lied. "Not yet, Ou-sama. I still don't know what sort of material the dragonballs are made out of."

"Haven't you seen one before? You said that you had."

"But I never had any time to analyze it. I'm not exactly sure what I'm looking for." `Liar' she told herself.

Vegeta scoffed. "And until you do, your ship will be put away from you. Just in case this challenge is too much for you and you decide to leave the planet."

"I thought you already decided that when you told me that you were going to hold the repairations of my ship."

"Who said that you wouldn't try to fix it on your own when the pressure got too high? It's just a precaution."

She turned around and sighed. "Whatever, Ou-sama." `It's a shame that you're such a jerk.'

Vegeta looked at her for a moment before leaving the room. Something seemed to be wrong with everyone today. First, Turles with his questionable answers, and now Bulma and her sudden lack of words. He knew something was coming…and he would just have to be ready for it.

Author's Note: Well, that's the chapter! What will happen in the next one when Vegeta's feelings towards Bulma begin to change? And will Bulma give Vegeta the dragonball radar? All in the next chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and I hope you review!