Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Nossoreg's Revenge ❯ Chapter 2

Chapter Two

The trip was as uneventful as Bulma predicted. Trunks was nearly bursting with excitement, though. He was looking forward to being able to play with Goten for an entire night and couldn't keep from bouncing in his seat.

"Trunks! Sit still or we're going home!" Vegeta ordered. Trunks slouched down in his seat to make himself less noticeable. Vegeta saw it and regretted snapping at him, but couldn't make himself apologize. He actually envied the boy's youthful exuberance. Vegeta, as a Saiyan prince, had never had a normal childhood.

"There it is!" Trunks shouted, unable to curb his excitement. As they cleared the mountain, the sprawling Hercule City came into view. Vegeta never liked the city, either because of its name or the person it was name after.

Hercule was a blowhard whose only strength was his enormous ego. But, Vegeta had to admit, if it wasn't for him, the people of earth never would have rallied together to finally defeat Buu. Their combined energy, added to Kakarot's spirit bomb, was just enough to destroy the evil creature for good.

Vegeta flew them passed the city to the large mansion on the other side. Hercule's house.

"I still don't see why Kakarot's son couldn't have his own daughter's birthday party in his own house," Vegeta grumbled.

Bulma sighed. "Are you going to call Goku by his Saiyan name forever?" Vegeta didn't answer. "Their house just isn't big enough. With all of us, and Hercule's friends, we'll need all the extra rooms he has," she reasoned.

Vegeta groaned. "A house full of those idiots! I don't think I can tolerate it!"

"Which explains the need for the extra room," she said simply. "Imagine them all packed into Gohan and Videl's house."

Vegeta pictured Gohan's mountain home stuffed full to bursting with the dimwitted, muscle-bound apes from Hercule's gym. The sight nearly made him sick.

"She's Hercule's granddaughter too, you know," Bulma said. "He has every right to invite whoever he wants."

Vegeta held his tongue as he landed the jet. There was a line of them already parked in front of the large house and Trunks bounded out the door and disappeared before the engine had even stopped.

"Hi, Bulma!" Videl shouted from the front door. She waved enthusiastically with one hand while the other held the hand of her husband, Gohan. In his other arm, he held the guest of honor, their daugher Pan.

"Now I really feel as big as a house," Bulma whined as Vegeta helped her down. "Look how tiny she is! I look like a whale!"

Even though Vegeta had not been active in her first pregnancy, he quickly learned to ignore her mood swings. He allowed her to rant and rave all she wanted, until the baby was born. After that, he vowed, he wouldn't take it anymore.

"Hello, Vegeta," Gohan said politely as Bulma crooned over his wide-eyed daughter. "I'm glad you could come."

Vegeta grunted his greeting and frowned at the loud music coming from somewhere inside the house. Gohan knew how he felt. None of them had grown up with that kind of noise.

"Gohan, why don't you show Vegeta where everyone else is," Videl suggested as she took the wiggly child from his arms. "I'll show Bulma around."

"We're all out back," Gohan explained as they walked through the enormous house. Vegeta recognized some of Hercule's students from the tournament, but there were more that he had never seen before. Even though the rooms were large, it seemed like there were people everywhere he looked.

Finally, they made it to the back of the house. Gohan slid open the large glass doors that overlooked the backyard. There was a spreading deck, complete with a large, smoking barbeque pit, and acres of neatly cut green grass. In the shade of a large oak tree sat his comrades. All of them looked as uncomfortable in their dress clothes as he felt in the ones Bulma forced him to wear today.

"Vegeta, you made it!" Goku called and waved him over. "I was beginning to think you weren't coming."

"I wasn't, Kakrot," Vegeta said and stood slightly apart from them with his arms crossed.

"I get it," Krillen smiled knowingly. "Bulma tricked you into it, didn't she?"

Vegeta didn't answer the short man as he looked over the group. Goku, Krillen, and Yamcha sat in lawn chairs under the large tree. Gohan dropped into an open chair and tugged at the tie around his neck.

"I hate these things," he complained.

"You're the one who insists on working," Krillen teased. "So how's the teaching job going, anyhow?"

"It's fine, I guess," Gohan sighed. "But sometimes I envy you loafers."

"Loafers!" Yamcha laughed. "At least you get summers off."

"So the bodyguard business is keeping you busy?" Goku asked.

"You bet!" Yamcha said. "There seems to be more and more stars nowadays that want personal security."

"And I suppose the fact that most of them are pretty girls doesn't bother you a bit?" Krillen joked.

"Not a bit," Yamcha smiled and leaned back, lacing his fingers behind his head.

Vegeta walked over and leaned against the tree's trunk as the others talked and laughed, bringing each other up-to-date with their lives. Since no evil monsters threatened to attack, most of the fighters had found other things to do.

Goku was spending time with his youngest son, Goten, making up for all the years he missed when he was in otherworld after his death. Goten, like his brother, would be schooled at their mountain home until high school.

Neither Krillen or his wife, Number 18, needed to work. She had suddenly come into a great deal of money shortly after the last World's Martial Arts Tournament. They had moved off of Master Roshi's island so their daughter, Marron, could attend school in the city.

"Where is Master Roshi?" Yamcha asked.

"I saw him over by the pool," Gohan said. No one needed to ask what he was doing. They just wondered how long it would take before the dirty old man was driven away.

"Gohan!" Videl called from the deck door. "We have more guests."

"Duty calls," Gohan sighed and straightened his tie before joining Videl back in the house.

"So do you know what Piccolo's been up to?" Krillen asked Goku.

"Last I saw him, he was planning a trip to New Namek," Goku informed them. "I guess he wants to get back to his roots."

Vegeta nodded. He now understood the importance of family and knew that Piccolo had never had any. It would do him good, he thought, to learn about his heritage. At least Piccolo had a planet to visit. Planet Vegeta had been destroyed long ago.

"Man, I'm starving!" Goku complained and rubbed his rumbling stomach. "Chi Chi was so busy getting ready this morning that I only got half my breakfast!"

"Oh, you mean only four pots of food instead of eight?" Krillen said sarcastically. Eating enormous amounts of food was a Saiyan trait that everyone else had to put up with. What they just couldn't get used to was the way they ate it; shoveling the food into their mouths, barely chewing before reaching for more.

"Well, you won't have to wait long," Number 18 said as she walked over to stand behind her husband's chair. "They're starting to set up the tables."

"All right!" Goku cheered and licked his lips. "Why don't you boys come down and join us?"

From between the branches of the tree above them, Trunks and Goten peeked out before dropping nimbly to the ground. Both teenagers had a water balloon in each hand and guilty faces.

"I told you it wouldn't work," Gohan grumbled to Trunks. "My dad senses everything."

"Why do you think I was standing here?" Vegeta said and pointed up. Just above where he stood was the floor of an old treehouse. There was no way for the boys to hit him from above.

"Well, it was Goten's idea," Trunks blamed.

"Was not!" Goten said.

"Dad! Dad!" an excited Marron shouted, running across the lawn. "I almost flew like you and Mom!" Krillen turned a surprised look to his wife.

"She was on the trampoline," Number 18 whispered.

"Oh!" Krillen said and nodded that he understood. "That's great, honey! Are you having fun?"

"I sure am!" she said and ran off again to play.

"This house is like one giant playground," Krillen commented.

"You mean a circus," Vegeta added. "And it looks like the show's about to begin."