Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ In the Line of Duty ❯ Temper ( Chapter 3 )

AN: Hey everybody! I'm back after celebrating my birthday and then doing a huge college tour across the east coast it was sort of hard finding time to write. But I did finally, so here I am now. I had a hard time coming back to the computer. But I had so many new ideas and I couldn't help myself. :-)

 

 

Killov: Thanks a bunch. But I've decided to leave you uniformed. I figure you'll enjoy the story more if you don't know. Plus I'm sort of a spare of the moment person so it really depends. I'm not exactly sure yet. I might bring Chi Chi in but than again I might not. But it will work out. That didn't really answer your question did it?

 

 

Um yeah the disclaimer. Is this required for every chapter or something? Anyway.

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own DBZ or any of it's characters. Sarge, and a few other characters are strictly from my imagination. Some mild swearing. That's it I think. Whatever just read on.

 

 

Last time:

 

“Oh of course how silly of me. I've been talking on and on and you 4 don't even know each other properly.” He chuckled finally closing the 2 folders. “Bulma Briefs and 18 Gero meet Vegeta no Ouji and Goku Son.”

 

Now:

Both ladies glanced over the men again for about the 20th time. The man named Goku stood tall with a huge grin that gave him a very innocent and childlike look. While his partner Vegeta merely stood next to his friend with a deep scowl that the two women would most likely see for the duration of the men's visit.

Both women had admitted quietly to themselves that Vegeta was indeed the more handsome of the two men for he seemed to have an aura much more darker, almost to the point of sadism, that the women couldn't help but notice and feel.

But then again both women always seemed to date men who were nice and sweet but lacked a certain something to keep the relationship working. Both ladies had become so frustrated with their lack of luck in the dating scene, that both had seriously considered turning from men all together and trying out lived as lesbians. But things never worked out as planned seeing as though both women could never get over men completely.

So Bulma was currently seeing an overly nice and not to mention very rich, though that doesn't matter since Bulma was one of the richest women in the world, guy named Gary (too plain for Bulma's taste but Vegeta, now that was a name) who always sent her flowers and took her to very expensive restaurants. He was romantic enough to keep Bulma happy and nice on the eyes but he lacked a certain something in the bedroom. To put it nicely, Bulma basically fell asleep while he “tried” to perform.

18 on the other hand remained unattached although she did have a few men on the side she could always call when she was a bit horny.

*Ok, enough explaining, back to the story.*

“Hiya.” Bulma finally said standing up to offer both men her hand. Both eyed it suspiciously as if it was a threat to their person.

“Okay….” She said promptly retracting the offending limb. 18 had finally stood up and was currently, much to the displeasure of Sarge, leaning on the seat's back while eyeing the men in front of her.

“Well I'm Bulma. Bulma Briefs, 1st class top agent in the FBI and this is my partner 18 Gero same title.” Bulma said taking her position next to her partner and best friend.

Both men remained silent, Goku with a blank look on his face while Vegeta maintained his ever present scowl.

“You do talk right?” 18 asked her eyebrow quirking up, the only indication of interest on her otherwise impassive face.

“Yes, and it would work well for both of you to learn how to address your superiors.” Vegeta answered after a moment looking as if he had a bad taste in his mouth.

“Wait a minute her. Who in the hell do you think you're talking to? `Learn how to address yoursuperiors' Who are you to tell me what to do. You've got to be kidding me. You should learn how to respect us. We're the best of the best and thanks for the warning buddy, but I don't take shit from anyone.” Bulma screeched while 18 winched every time Bulma's voice reached a painful octave. Sarge hid under his desk and the two men in question merely stood waiting for her to finish.

“Are you quite done?” Vegeta asked as if Bulma hadn't almost just shattered all the glass in the room. He had enjoyed watching her face turn about 10 different shades of red and her eyes turn a midnight blue from her bright cerulean.

“You've got to be kidding me!” Is all Bulma could mumble throwing her hands in the air and roughly taking a seat again.

“No, now as I was saying, We are indeed your superiors.” Vegeta started ignoring a very loud and unladylike snort from Bulma. “I am Prince Vegeta of my home planet Vegeta-sai and this is my guard Kakarot, head of my royal guards, therefore that does indeed make us much superior to you. Though I shouldn't have to waste my time explaining that to the likes of you.” He calmly stated watching with veiled interest as Sarge managed to extract his hulking exterior from underneath his desk.

“Wait a minute, did you just say planet, as in not of our world, distant galaxy, extraterrestrials, aliens!?!” Bulma rasped out wide eyed and mouth hanging, earning chuckles from both Vegeta and Goku, and equally surprised looking Sarge, and another uninterested look from 18 who had taken to drumming her fingers on the seats wooden frame.

“Exactly, but in not so many words.” Goku this time spoke up earning a curious glance from Bulma and 18 and a sharp jab in the side form Vegeta.

“But… But nothing in your files said you were from another planet.” Sarge said gaining everyone's attention.

“What exactly does it say in those files?” Bulma inquired grabbing both of them before Sarge could stop her.

Rifling through the files at such a fast pace, you wouldn't think she had actually read anything she finally said, “It doesn't exactly say anything about their origin. Just that they're on a top secret mission and that the FBI is supposed to help them, though not hinder them, in anyway necessary.” She finished snapping both files shut and throwing them back on the desk. “So what's this top secret mission?” She asked in her sweetest voice, turning her full attention back to the men.

“Just like you said woman, top secret.” Vegeta answered smugly not bothering to look at Bulma.

“Woman! Who do you think…” Bulma began to furiously shout but Sarge wisely choose this point to interrupt her rant before it escalated into something more.

“Now Bulma, 18.” He interrupted reaching across his desk to put a calming hand on Bulma's shoulder. “I have much work to do, as do you both and I do believe that our two gentlemen, err. Prince Vegeta and um,. Kakarot would like to be settled in their living quarters as soon as possible. So I think it would be wise to do that now if you don't mind.”

Bulma bit back a smart retort while 18 merely shrugged her shoulders walking swiftly towards the exit.

“After you princey.” Bulma tersely replied gesturing towards the doorway.

“Woman, you'll learn some respect before our star here is over.” Vegeta simply remarked following 18 out the door.

“Yeah we'll see.” She mumbled starting for the door after Kakarot.

“Bulma.” Sarge halted her before she walked out the door.

“Yes Sarge?”

“Please watch your temper, These are extremely important figures, rulers from another planet I might add. You of all people should know how important this can be for our planet being the next president of Capsule Corp.”

“Yeah, yeah I know, you don't have to remind me.” Bulma replied uncomfortable with the direction the conversation had taken.

“Look, I'm just trying to look out for my favorite agent and adopted daughter.” Sarge replied giving Bulma a stern but loving look.

“Okay Okay! I'll try! Gosh!” She muttered quickly leaving to catch up with the group before they left her.

“What took you so long?” 18 commented holding the elevator doors for a very irate and fatigued Bulma who had run full speed down the long hall to catch up with them.

“Sarge! He was just oh so lovingly reminding me of my position and how important CC's connection to the FBI and government is to them. And how I needed to control my temper around such important people.” Bulma answered barely containing her anger and sarcasm. Harshly punching a floor button. “The nerve. `Bulma, sweetie dearest.'” She mimicked in her best Sarge voice. “ `I only want the best for you, for the benefit of you and CC.” She mocked pacing the front of the spacious elevator furiously.

“Woman, you really net to get laid.” Vegeta spoke up from the back of the elevator. Bulma finally noticed her two unwanted quests for the first time.

“You're still here!?!” She screeched in outrage.

“Honestly woman, are we supposed to just disappear into thin air?” He replied scathingly.

“This day just gets better and better.” Bulma muttered stopping her pacing as the elevator came to a stop on the 3rd floor or the residential area.

 

AN: That took soooo long to type up. I just don't know. I write it all down first and them when it comes to typing it up I just die at the keyboard. So what do you think? Finally getting a glimpse into the personalities of our characters.

 

I plan to have the next chapter up in a week so remember to review so more chapters for you.

 

That rhymes!! :-)

 

Anywho. Until next time.