Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORP/THANKSGIVING PARTY ❯ I hear the secrets that you keep, when your talking in your sleep....... ( Chapter 7 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Jubei_chan 
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Psychological / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 247 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Hentai / Psychological / Romance | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.06.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 247 | Status: Completed
NOTES:
Many thanx to all who review!!!
WARNINGS: Language, Violence, Angst....... and a whole host of mayhem! There will be adult situations somewhere in and around this series....at sometime.
DISCLAIMERS: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz Communications, Bird Studios, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc......Part Title is taken from The Romantic's song "Talking in Your Sleep" so give them the credit.......Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, the Chief, Madeline, Kevin, Bobby, Ryan, Jessie, and Danny are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh*).
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FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/THANKSGIVING PARTY:
Part Six: 'I hear the secrets that you keep, when your talking in your sleep.......'
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"WHAT IN THE JIGOKU DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM? I AM BULMA BRIEFS! AND I WILL NOT TOLERATE SOME BAKA BOY CLAIMING TO BE A NURSE TRYING TO STICK A BEDPAN UNDER MY KETSUNOANA!! NOW GET OUT!!" she bellowed as she flung the empty bed pan at the freckle-faced, red headed young man, who was her male nurse. He began running in terror for his life from what had to be the most insane woman he had ever met.
Vegeta sat calmly in the chair next to Bulma's bed, a evil smirk on his face. Bulma really was beginning to sound more like Saiyan Royalty everyday. All of this was much more fun to watch....especially since it wasn't directed at him.....~~little majo..!~~
"And just what in the name of Kami are you grinning about?" she growled.
"Shut your trap, onna! Did you forget to whom you are speaking?! I am the Prince of all Vegetasei, and you WILL act accordingly..." he smoldered.
Bulma got a positively wicked little twinkle in her eye, " Oh yeah, tough guy? Come make me!"
Vegeta advanced like a panther to Bulma, and just before he grabbed her by the arms; she threw hers around his neck, planting a savage kiss on his lips. "Hmm....you gotta make me behave more often, binanshi!"
"Enough 'play', onna. It has been two days. You have rested enough and it is time to discuss these 'notes' ."
At the mention of the word 'note', Bulma shook uncontrollably and turned dead white. Sensing the terror and pain that twisted inside of her, Vegeta once more moved her carefully over in the bed and slid in next to her. Strong arms engulfed her in his ocean of warmth, "Woman, when did this begin?"
"Well.....uhm, let me think....I guess it all started the day I went to the restaurant to meet with the girls. We had planned to go shopping for Monique's wedding. When we sat down, the waiter came over to our table to annouce that someone had left an urgent message for me at the maitre' de's station. I thought it was probably the caterers telling me about a problem with our order for the Reception and Wedding. Instead, when I opened up this really crinkled paper, it said, 'All alone? Be careful. Be very careful.' At first I thought it was just a prank, but somehow in the back of my mind it seemed like more."
"Go on, woman..." a heavy frown of impatience on his face.
"Well, the morning after we.....uhm, well, were close, I was fixing your breakfast. That's the morning you hurt me."
At the mention of that, Vegeta cringed a bit.....thoughts of her lying in that pool of blood, and the pain he had caused grabbing her wrists tore at his conscious. Bulma saw that what she said cut down into him deeply. She stopped her narrative long enough to reach up with tender lips and kiss him with all the passion and desire she felt. He responded, desire increasing as well......he never wanted this to end.....but this was not the time.....
"I love you Vegeta......" she breathed, her eyes looking like clear blue mirrors that reflected her heart. All he could do was hold her..... tightly.....those words never seemed able to get past his lips......"I know.....I told you it's okay." and she meant it.
"What next woman? Quit babbling long enough to stick to facts..." he grunted, more to cover embarassment than to chide her.
"Well I got a strange phone call when I started the tea that day. I picked it up and whoever it was just hung up. I had just started to put out those sweets you like so much, when there was a knock at the door. I remember I was really getting irritated by all the interruptions, because I had alot to do that day. I grabbed an overcoat to put on real quick, since I was still in my short nightie and it was cold. When I opened the door, no one was there. I really thought that was odd.....at first I thought kids in the neighborhood were just playing a joke. It wasn't until later, after I found the note, that I remembered that kids would've been in school. I saw the note tucked at the edge of the welcome mat, and so I picked it up. All that one said was, ' Afraid? No? You will be....you....will....be....'
Vegeta's blood boiled.... feelings flooded back of rage and anguish when he found Bulma. "And..." he said roughly.
"Well, that's about it really.... You went to spar, and I went to the office to finish up some of that work Madeline had left for me.....I had turned to the desk for a split second and then, that's all I remember. The next thing I knew, I woke up here and saw you...."
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Later that afternoon Devon, Piccolo, Dina, Tien, Ursula, Krillian, and Monique and Jason stopped by to see Bulma. Since these annoying humans, and that Namek were cluttering up the room, Vegeta felt this was a good a time as any to begin his search of his enemy. The problem was that he was not exactly sure where to begin. He was not good with these Chikyuu places and customs. The only one who wasn't busy and could possibly get him past all of the bakas, was the biggest baka of all......Kakkarot. ~~Kuso, this is worse than a blind saibaman, leading another blind saibaman......~~
He quickly pushed off from the outer rim of the Gingertown Medical Center parking lot, and flew quickly toward Goku's modest home in the hills. He knew that imbecile would be sparring with his brat, so he wouldn't bother to try to go in his home. Bad enough that he had to put up with Kakkarot, but his mate was impossible......avoiding her was a priority.
He touched down not 1000 yards from Goku's house, and did indeed feel the other Saiyan's ki strongly.....It was just as he suspected........Goku was engaged in a spectacular sparring session with Gohan. Bright lights crackled through the air space between father and son, as the launched massive ki attacks. Vegeta couldn't help but feel a bit smug......even though he had not trained for 2 days, he felt he was just as formidable as these two louts.....and he wasn't even a Super Saiyan just yet......~~PAH! They don't even properly train!~~
"KAKKAROT! " Vegeta bellowed," KAKKKAAARRROOOOOTTTT!!! I HAVE NEED OF YOUR ASSISTANCE, BAKA!" He really didn't want to have to get much closer to Goku's home than this......that goody two shoes and his sappy family made him sick just from the smell.
"OH, HI THERE VEGETA!" Goku bellowed back," WELL SURE I'LL HELP....LET ME GO TELL CHI-CHI!" Vegetta turned his back to the cheery domicile and its inhabitants....... Shimatta man acted like a dog, the way he lapped after that damned woman... ~~PAH! No baka will ever catch me doing that around MY Mate....~~
"KAKKAROT, WILL YOU HURRY THIS ALONG, YOU CHIKUSHOUME! I WILL NOT BE KEPT WAITING BY SOME LOW CLASS KETSUNOANA!!"
Goku gave Chi-Chi a passionate kiss goodbye, "Vegeta's just worried about Bulma, Chi-Chi......I can sense he wants to find this threat....and to be honest I do too. Bulma is the only thing beside Toosan Goku, and Master Roshi that have been family, before you and Gohan. I owe it to her to find out what happened."
"I understand, Goku-chan. You don't have to explain....I had a feeling you would. I packed a supper for you and Vegeta to take along. The search today might get long, and there is no way to know where you can get food.......here..." and with that she handed him a huge basket overflowing with large loaves of bread, legs of beef and chicken, delicious smelling fried vegetables, and rice.
"I love you, Chichi," and with a crushing embrace and kiss, he was gone....
"Okay, Vegeta, I guess I'm ready! Chi-chi packed food for us just in case......wasn't that the greatest?" Goku said with exuberance.
"Kakkarot, for once in your miserable, baka existance, shut your trap! Shimatta! I can't think decently with your incessant barking....." Vegeta scowled. " Now, I brought these 'notes' my Mate gave me to help us.....here take these, and look at them carefully....there are clues there to the Enemy."
"Sure, Vegeta," Goku agreed quietly. He took the crumpled notes in his massive hands and began to peruse the writing. A puzzled look came over his kind face, "I really don't see much of anything Vegeta....the notes are certainly dangerous, but there is nothing about them that really stands out, that I can see...."
"That, baka, is because you are a third rate kuso who can't think his way out of a paper bag! If you would have noticed, the writing is in the Chikyuu language, so we can assume he is a Chikyuu-jin and not a Uchuujin . We also can reason that the enemy is a person of regular habits.....there was a definite pattern to leaving the notes. All were out in the open....in very public places....
"Wow, Vegeta, that is amazing!" Goku marveled.
"PAH! If you had half a brain, you probably would have thought of it yourself....nevermind, just shut your trap and listen. The first note had the odor of food, which goes with My Onna's story of her being in the restaurant. BUT the note also has the faint odor of fumes.....the kind that you smell with these infernal air cars, so the paper was either taken from a car, or written in a car."
Goku thought very hard on all the Vegeta told him....He knew he wasn't the smartest guy; he drew his conclusions by emotions......a 'gut' feeling....which never let him down. He too, sniffed at the papers, his nostrils assaulted with thousands of odors. He smelled the air car fumes, the food, and something else.....like the odor of a person....
~~Yes, Kakkarot, it is a human who is our enemy......one that I will relish each delicious moment of his demise~~
But Goku caught the scent of TWO humans..........naggingly familiar, but just beyond his brain's grasp..........
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"Bulma, I absolutely forbid it!!!! You had a near death experience and there is no way that Jason or I would put you through the ordeal of a huge reception or wedding!!!" Monique argued.
"Monique, I want you to listen very carefully, because I am only going to say this one time. You WILL have a reception; you WILL have a wedding; I WILL not take no for an answer!!!"
"But Bulma.....Monique does raise one valid point....you ARE still in the hospital," commented Devon.
"I don't care if I am in the hospital! Besides, they're releasing me today!!"
"Listen, 'sis', take it easy. Monique and I are patient. We care about you more than some party......"Jason grumbled.
"Well, you ARE going to have this Wedding......AND the Reception!!! All of the preparations have been made......in fact, I just called a little while ago, and the entire Ballroom has already been set up....Danny is testing the sound out and the caterers are already at work on our Shower/Kinro Kansha no Hi/Reception!! I WILL BE FINE!!!"
They all looked at each other skeptically, but knew it was a wasted effort to talk sense into the blue-haired dynamo......."Okay, Bulma, have it your way....but I want you to stop the minute you feel it is too much!" Monique insisted.
Bulma got a smug grin on her face...........she did so love to win!!!!
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The music in the background was a dark tune.....a very old one he heard once back in the days he roamed as a bandit.........haunting sounds wrapped around his ears, lapping at a dark force inside of him.......
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey,
don't you know that I love you?
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby,
don't you know that I'll always be true?
Oh, won't you come with me
and take my hand?
Oh, won't you come with me
and walk this land?
Please take my hand!
In the darkened room, he went over to the table and looked once more at the things prepared. Black gie pants, black tank top and leather jacket were flung on the back of a chair. Leather boots of the same color stood like two guards at he base of the chair. On the table lay a scrap of paper, with the following:
Onna, prepare to meet thy god..........
~~Soon, very soon.......don't be afraid, because you're not alone.........damn androids, why?........why?.......~~
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NEXT TIME ON FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORP/THANKSGIVING PARTY: ITS THE SHOWER/ RECEPTION/ AND KINRO KANSHA NO HI!!!!
Many thanx to all who review!!!
WARNINGS: Language, Violence, Angst....... and a whole host of mayhem! There will be adult situations somewhere in and around this series....at sometime.
DISCLAIMERS: Dragonball, Dragonball Z, Dragonball GT, etc. belong to Akiya Toriyama, TOEI Entertainment, FUNimation, Viz Communications, Bird Studios, Irwin Toys, Pioneer (for videos of early DBZ), etc. etc......Part Title is taken from The Romantic's song "Talking in Your Sleep" so give them the credit.......Monique, Ursula, Dina, Devon, Jason, the Chief, Madeline, Kevin, Bobby, Ryan, Jessie, and Danny are my creations that I can manipulate (*evil laugh*).
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FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORPORATION/THANKSGIVING PARTY:
Part Six: 'I hear the secrets that you keep, when your talking in your sleep.......'
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"WHAT IN THE JIGOKU DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM? I AM BULMA BRIEFS! AND I WILL NOT TOLERATE SOME BAKA BOY CLAIMING TO BE A NURSE TRYING TO STICK A BEDPAN UNDER MY KETSUNOANA!! NOW GET OUT!!" she bellowed as she flung the empty bed pan at the freckle-faced, red headed young man, who was her male nurse. He began running in terror for his life from what had to be the most insane woman he had ever met.
Vegeta sat calmly in the chair next to Bulma's bed, a evil smirk on his face. Bulma really was beginning to sound more like Saiyan Royalty everyday. All of this was much more fun to watch....especially since it wasn't directed at him.....~~little majo..!~~
"And just what in the name of Kami are you grinning about?" she growled.
"Shut your trap, onna! Did you forget to whom you are speaking?! I am the Prince of all Vegetasei, and you WILL act accordingly..." he smoldered.
Bulma got a positively wicked little twinkle in her eye, " Oh yeah, tough guy? Come make me!"
Vegeta advanced like a panther to Bulma, and just before he grabbed her by the arms; she threw hers around his neck, planting a savage kiss on his lips. "Hmm....you gotta make me behave more often, binanshi!"
"Enough 'play', onna. It has been two days. You have rested enough and it is time to discuss these 'notes' ."
At the mention of the word 'note', Bulma shook uncontrollably and turned dead white. Sensing the terror and pain that twisted inside of her, Vegeta once more moved her carefully over in the bed and slid in next to her. Strong arms engulfed her in his ocean of warmth, "Woman, when did this begin?"
"Well.....uhm, let me think....I guess it all started the day I went to the restaurant to meet with the girls. We had planned to go shopping for Monique's wedding. When we sat down, the waiter came over to our table to annouce that someone had left an urgent message for me at the maitre' de's station. I thought it was probably the caterers telling me about a problem with our order for the Reception and Wedding. Instead, when I opened up this really crinkled paper, it said, 'All alone? Be careful. Be very careful.' At first I thought it was just a prank, but somehow in the back of my mind it seemed like more."
"Go on, woman..." a heavy frown of impatience on his face.
"Well, the morning after we.....uhm, well, were close, I was fixing your breakfast. That's the morning you hurt me."
At the mention of that, Vegeta cringed a bit.....thoughts of her lying in that pool of blood, and the pain he had caused grabbing her wrists tore at his conscious. Bulma saw that what she said cut down into him deeply. She stopped her narrative long enough to reach up with tender lips and kiss him with all the passion and desire she felt. He responded, desire increasing as well......he never wanted this to end.....but this was not the time.....
"I love you Vegeta......" she breathed, her eyes looking like clear blue mirrors that reflected her heart. All he could do was hold her..... tightly.....those words never seemed able to get past his lips......"I know.....I told you it's okay." and she meant it.
"What next woman? Quit babbling long enough to stick to facts..." he grunted, more to cover embarassment than to chide her.
"Well I got a strange phone call when I started the tea that day. I picked it up and whoever it was just hung up. I had just started to put out those sweets you like so much, when there was a knock at the door. I remember I was really getting irritated by all the interruptions, because I had alot to do that day. I grabbed an overcoat to put on real quick, since I was still in my short nightie and it was cold. When I opened the door, no one was there. I really thought that was odd.....at first I thought kids in the neighborhood were just playing a joke. It wasn't until later, after I found the note, that I remembered that kids would've been in school. I saw the note tucked at the edge of the welcome mat, and so I picked it up. All that one said was, ' Afraid? No? You will be....you....will....be....'
Vegeta's blood boiled.... feelings flooded back of rage and anguish when he found Bulma. "And..." he said roughly.
"Well, that's about it really.... You went to spar, and I went to the office to finish up some of that work Madeline had left for me.....I had turned to the desk for a split second and then, that's all I remember. The next thing I knew, I woke up here and saw you...."
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Later that afternoon Devon, Piccolo, Dina, Tien, Ursula, Krillian, and Monique and Jason stopped by to see Bulma. Since these annoying humans, and that Namek were cluttering up the room, Vegeta felt this was a good a time as any to begin his search of his enemy. The problem was that he was not exactly sure where to begin. He was not good with these Chikyuu places and customs. The only one who wasn't busy and could possibly get him past all of the bakas, was the biggest baka of all......Kakkarot. ~~Kuso, this is worse than a blind saibaman, leading another blind saibaman......~~
He quickly pushed off from the outer rim of the Gingertown Medical Center parking lot, and flew quickly toward Goku's modest home in the hills. He knew that imbecile would be sparring with his brat, so he wouldn't bother to try to go in his home. Bad enough that he had to put up with Kakkarot, but his mate was impossible......avoiding her was a priority.
He touched down not 1000 yards from Goku's house, and did indeed feel the other Saiyan's ki strongly.....It was just as he suspected........Goku was engaged in a spectacular sparring session with Gohan. Bright lights crackled through the air space between father and son, as the launched massive ki attacks. Vegeta couldn't help but feel a bit smug......even though he had not trained for 2 days, he felt he was just as formidable as these two louts.....and he wasn't even a Super Saiyan just yet......~~PAH! They don't even properly train!~~
"KAKKAROT! " Vegeta bellowed," KAKKKAAARRROOOOOTTTT!!! I HAVE NEED OF YOUR ASSISTANCE, BAKA!" He really didn't want to have to get much closer to Goku's home than this......that goody two shoes and his sappy family made him sick just from the smell.
"OH, HI THERE VEGETA!" Goku bellowed back," WELL SURE I'LL HELP....LET ME GO TELL CHI-CHI!" Vegetta turned his back to the cheery domicile and its inhabitants....... Shimatta man acted like a dog, the way he lapped after that damned woman... ~~PAH! No baka will ever catch me doing that around MY Mate....~~
"KAKKAROT, WILL YOU HURRY THIS ALONG, YOU CHIKUSHOUME! I WILL NOT BE KEPT WAITING BY SOME LOW CLASS KETSUNOANA!!"
Goku gave Chi-Chi a passionate kiss goodbye, "Vegeta's just worried about Bulma, Chi-Chi......I can sense he wants to find this threat....and to be honest I do too. Bulma is the only thing beside Toosan Goku, and Master Roshi that have been family, before you and Gohan. I owe it to her to find out what happened."
"I understand, Goku-chan. You don't have to explain....I had a feeling you would. I packed a supper for you and Vegeta to take along. The search today might get long, and there is no way to know where you can get food.......here..." and with that she handed him a huge basket overflowing with large loaves of bread, legs of beef and chicken, delicious smelling fried vegetables, and rice.
"I love you, Chichi," and with a crushing embrace and kiss, he was gone....
"Okay, Vegeta, I guess I'm ready! Chi-chi packed food for us just in case......wasn't that the greatest?" Goku said with exuberance.
"Kakkarot, for once in your miserable, baka existance, shut your trap! Shimatta! I can't think decently with your incessant barking....." Vegeta scowled. " Now, I brought these 'notes' my Mate gave me to help us.....here take these, and look at them carefully....there are clues there to the Enemy."
"Sure, Vegeta," Goku agreed quietly. He took the crumpled notes in his massive hands and began to peruse the writing. A puzzled look came over his kind face, "I really don't see much of anything Vegeta....the notes are certainly dangerous, but there is nothing about them that really stands out, that I can see...."
"That, baka, is because you are a third rate kuso who can't think his way out of a paper bag! If you would have noticed, the writing is in the Chikyuu language, so we can assume he is a Chikyuu-jin and not a Uchuujin . We also can reason that the enemy is a person of regular habits.....there was a definite pattern to leaving the notes. All were out in the open....in very public places....
"Wow, Vegeta, that is amazing!" Goku marveled.
"PAH! If you had half a brain, you probably would have thought of it yourself....nevermind, just shut your trap and listen. The first note had the odor of food, which goes with My Onna's story of her being in the restaurant. BUT the note also has the faint odor of fumes.....the kind that you smell with these infernal air cars, so the paper was either taken from a car, or written in a car."
Goku thought very hard on all the Vegeta told him....He knew he wasn't the smartest guy; he drew his conclusions by emotions......a 'gut' feeling....which never let him down. He too, sniffed at the papers, his nostrils assaulted with thousands of odors. He smelled the air car fumes, the food, and something else.....like the odor of a person....
~~Yes, Kakkarot, it is a human who is our enemy......one that I will relish each delicious moment of his demise~~
But Goku caught the scent of TWO humans..........naggingly familiar, but just beyond his brain's grasp..........
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"Bulma, I absolutely forbid it!!!! You had a near death experience and there is no way that Jason or I would put you through the ordeal of a huge reception or wedding!!!" Monique argued.
"Monique, I want you to listen very carefully, because I am only going to say this one time. You WILL have a reception; you WILL have a wedding; I WILL not take no for an answer!!!"
"But Bulma.....Monique does raise one valid point....you ARE still in the hospital," commented Devon.
"I don't care if I am in the hospital! Besides, they're releasing me today!!"
"Listen, 'sis', take it easy. Monique and I are patient. We care about you more than some party......"Jason grumbled.
"Well, you ARE going to have this Wedding......AND the Reception!!! All of the preparations have been made......in fact, I just called a little while ago, and the entire Ballroom has already been set up....Danny is testing the sound out and the caterers are already at work on our Shower/Kinro Kansha no Hi/Reception!! I WILL BE FINE!!!"
They all looked at each other skeptically, but knew it was a wasted effort to talk sense into the blue-haired dynamo......."Okay, Bulma, have it your way....but I want you to stop the minute you feel it is too much!" Monique insisted.
Bulma got a smug grin on her face...........she did so love to win!!!!
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The music in the background was a dark tune.....a very old one he heard once back in the days he roamed as a bandit.........haunting sounds wrapped around his ears, lapping at a dark force inside of him.......
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, honey,
don't you know that I love you?
In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida, baby,
don't you know that I'll always be true?
Oh, won't you come with me
and take my hand?
Oh, won't you come with me
and walk this land?
Please take my hand!
In the darkened room, he went over to the table and looked once more at the things prepared. Black gie pants, black tank top and leather jacket were flung on the back of a chair. Leather boots of the same color stood like two guards at he base of the chair. On the table lay a scrap of paper, with the following:
Onna, prepare to meet thy god..........
~~Soon, very soon.......don't be afraid, because you're not alone.........damn androids, why?........why?.......~~
________________________________________ ________________________________ ______________________________________
NEXT TIME ON FOOD FIGHT AT CAPSULE CORP/THANKSGIVING PARTY: ITS THE SHOWER/ RECEPTION/ AND KINRO KANSHA NO HI!!!!