Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Playing with Fire ❯ All probies should be afraid of me ( Chapter 4 )

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Playing with fire…


The first day at the station all three women collapsed into their beds upstairs in the station. Bulma had cursed herself three ways from Sunday over the cooking she had to do for all the men of the station. ChiChi and Juuhachigou had a fun time talking with the men and going over the trucks and equipment that was at the station while Bulma slaved away making who knows what for them to eat. She was actually hoping that she would get voted out of the spot as station cook as soon as possible, but no such dice with Vegeta hanging around every corner.

"You hear that someone was killed at that fire this morning?" Juuhachigou asked as she threw her blue dress shirt on the bed along with her black dress pants.
"Really? Anyone we know?" ChiChi asked taking off her brass nameplate pinned above the pocket of her dress shirt.
"Don't think so. Guess that guy that was here earlier Piccolo I believe is the name is a arson investigator."
"That sounds like a fun job. Walk around all day looking at burnt out building for the cause." Bulma chimed in as she kicked off her shoes with a loud thump.
"I rather have something exciting then do that all day."
"Oh yeah Chi, like what you did today was exciting. Walking around talking with the lieutenant about structural fires and high water rescues. Woohoo excitement at it's best!" Bulma said sarcastically before rolling her sky blue eyes.
"What the lieutenant was saying was very interesting thank you very much." The dark haired woman snapped as she threw an old tee shirt she had worn every night since she started training to be a firefighter claiming to everyone it was lucky.
"Ha! I think you have the hots for him!" Bulma teased out in a singsong voice.
"I do not! I hardly know the guy. He's nice."
"Nice? Is that all you look for in a guy?" The blonde asked getting into the conversation that had derailed a few moments back.
"Oh no, hardly the case. He has to be nice, sensitive, pleasing to the eye. Umm nice sense of humor." Both Bulma and Juuhachigou laughed as ChiChi rambled on with her list of what she looked for in a man. She was the pickiest of the three; setting high standards for every man she had ever gone on a date with.

"And I guess it doesn't hurt that he's good looking on top of it all."
"See eye candy is very pleasing." Bulma snickered as ChiChi blushed hard as she brushed out her long dark hair.
"And what about you two? Have your eyes on anyone?" Bulma looked up with a slight smile on her face as she thought about the question as Juuhachigou stood there pondering the question also.
"The probie we met this morning is pretty cute. He came in and helped me with dinner tonight. He asked me out to have coffee with him in the morning after our shift ends."
"No shit? Well I had the little bald guy ask me the same thing. He's pretty funny actually." She snickered lightly as she pulled her blonde locks out of her face with a hair tie.
"That's cool. I'm going to go grab something to drink, anyone want something while I'm down there?"
"Nope not for me thanks." ChiChi said as she flipped her head down to brush the rest of her hair while Juuhachigou just shook her head.

The lights were on in the kitchen as Bulma walked in taking notice of the time as a little before midnight. She could hear voices coming from the dark shadows of the dinning area but paid no attention to them as she snagged a soda from the fridge and an apple off the counter.

"Coming down early to start on breakfast?" A snide question came from behind her. Before she turned around she knew exactly whom it was. Heaving a sigh she leaned against the counter to wait for more of Captain Vegeta's comments.
"Cat got your tongue probie?"
"No sir, I figured I'd give you the silent treatment." She remarked back as she took another bite of the red apple. The chair skidded across the unwaxed tile floor as Vegeta got up from his spot at the table.

"Cocky aren't we?"
"I could say the same about you." She said in between bites.
"That kind of attitude will get yourself killed."
"Then why aren't you dead yet?" A chuckled came from behind them as Goku and Krillin came out of the shadows as well.
"Shut it Kakarott, it wasn't that funny." Vegeta snapped out as he fixed his glare back at the female still leaning against the counter giving him a glare of her own.

"Would you stop using that name? You know I hate that name." Goku whined as he rubbed the sore spot on his head he received from flying debris that morning.
"It's your given name and I shall use it. Goku sounds funny anyways."
"Oh yeah, like Kakarott isn't funny sounding. I think my dad inhaled too much hazard material spills when he named me." Krillin shook his head before laughing. He always got a kick out of listening to both Goku and Vegeta bicker with each other, but the female probie was gaining in popularity with her sharp tongue and not taking shit from Vegeta already.

"What are you laughing about cue ball? You're name is funny too."
"Oh like Vegeta isn't funny?" Bulma asked throwing the apple core away and cracking open her soda can.
"Vegeta is a family name which I'm proud to have." He stated quite bluntly to the others standing around him.
"Uh huh. All right Veggie, I'll remember that. Have a good night gentlemen." Bulma grabbed her can and fled the kitchen before Vegeta could think of a decent come back.

"Damn that woman." He growled out as he grabbed a soda for himself as he watched her make a quick exit.
"What's the matter Vegeta? Upset that she doesn't coward under your stares and loud voice?" Goku questioned his superior officer as he hopped up on the counter, making himself comfortable.

"All probies should be afraid of me. You seen some of those probies coming right out of the academy thinking they are gods and nothing is going to hurt them because they're firefighters now. You know we lost city wide last year five probies fresh out of the academy because of their stupidity?"
"Yeah but that don't give you the right to treat them like they're in basic military training. I thought that's what the academy was for." Krillin interjected as he claimed a seat next to Goku.
"Maybe if I instill some fear into them they won't go off getting into trouble, thinking they're unbeatable."
"I'm sure they won't Vegeta. They all seem to have good heads on their shoulders. I was reading over their files this afternoon. I was pretty impressed with their records."
"What their records say and what they do are two separate things. We'll see once they get their first baptism of fire won't we?" Vegeta crushed his empty soda can, tossing it towards the recycle bin before stalking out of the kitchen to resume
prowling the station.




Shin opted to take the night shift in the radio room catching up on paperwork that was sorely neglected over the last few weeks with all the calls they had responded on. The last glance at the digital clock just above his head read quarter to three in the morning. Heaving a sigh, he pushed the clipboard away, stretching his fingers from writer's cramps.

"Busy?" A deep voice and a light knock on the doorframe. Shin shook his head before turning in his chair.
"Not for you Piccolo. What's up?"
"Just finishing up my report for that fire yesterday morning."
"Don't you ever get any sleep?" Shin jokingly asked as he reclined back in his chair with his hands clasped behind his neck.
"Not when we have an arsonist on the loose." Shin snapped forward in his chair, all attention on Piccolo now. Any news on an arsonist was major.
"That fire yesterday morning killed one seasoned veteran and injured five. I think it's the same guy I've been tracking for years now. I thought he grew tired of starting these little fires and disappeared until that fire."
"What makes you think that? Maybe it was just some kids or a homeless person."
"No, it wasn't I'm afraid. You remember how the other fires started?" Piccolo asked sitting down his handful of files on the desk.
"Yeah, the guy would use chlorine and brill cream as the starter, usually thrown near something flammable." Piccolo nodded his head confirming what the chief had just said.
"I found some residue of chlorine near the point of origin. I think it's the same guy back in action. Just make sure your men know what's going on. I talked with chaplain Kami earlier, he told me to let you know that the funeral for Firefighter Roberts will be in two days and to have a detail ready for funeral precession."
"Will do. Let me know if there is anything else you need. I'm all for nailing this bastard as soon as possible."
"All right. Have a good night then. I got to go drop these files off at Roshi's office." Piccolo tapped the files on the desk before giving a small wave on his way out the door.

"Station seven eight, station seven eight. Twelve ninety four Liza Street for a house fire, twelve ninety four Liza Street for a fully involved house fire station seven eight." Harsh tones sounded over speakers through out the station waking the sleeping firefighters inside. First down was Captain Vegeta along with Goku in a sprint to their gear near the radio room.

"What we got?" Goku called out as he pulled his bunker pants up over his hips, wrenching the suspenders over his shoulders in a hurry.
"Fully involved house fire on Liza Street." Shin called out from the radio room waiting for someone to replace him so he could get to his truck to follow to the scene.
"Let's roll, let's roll!" Juunanagou called out as he pulled his jacket on and climbed up on the first truck starting out of the open truck bay.

Bulma, ChiChi and Juuhachigou jolted out of their beds as the alarm rang out inside the station. Without turning on their lights, they quickly threw on anything they found and made their way down the stairs with arms loaded down with turn out gear. Pulling her boots and pants on first, ChiChi was able to make it aboard the first truck going out with Juunanagou and Goku along for the ride. Reaching one the last empty seats aboard the engine, ChiChi wrestled with getting her jacket snapped together.

"Here let me help you." ChiChi looked up to see dark eyes just above her. With a smile that would melt a woman's heart, Goku reached down buckling the jacket correctly and pulling up the collar around her neck. The raven-haired woman bit her lip and blushed at the closeness the lieutenant was to her.
"Thanks." She forced her voice to work, watching Goku move back to his seat across from her.
"Can risk you getting burnt in there can we?"

Juuhachigou was on the next truck out with Krillin aboard with her. She slumped back in her seat with her arms crossed roughly on her chest as she watched the buildings and trees fly by the window.
"Ready for this?" Krillin asked as he shifted in his seat, adjusting his jacket.
"Ready as I'll ever be. I was trained to do this." Juuhachigou stated coolly before directing her attention back to the passing background.
"Right." Krillin mumbled out, finding it hard to speak with the blonde bombshell sitting next to him.

Jumping onto the last truck out of the station, Bulma was only half dressed in her turn out gear when she claimed the last seat on board. Vegeta furrowed his brows giving the young probie the look of hate from his dark ebon eyes.
"Problem?" She asked as she finally worked her bunker pants over her hips and buttoned them.
"You should have been fully dressed before getting onto this truck. Next time you will either be fully ready or you can sit back at the station cleaning." Vegeta snapped out as he adjusted his helmet on his head, smashing down his trademark of chaotic jet-black flame of hair. Bulma sighed to herself; she knew she was going to have to make a name for herself if she was going to ever get away from the Captain's line of fire whenever she was in the area.


Taking under four minutes to get to the scene, the first truck roared up to the curb letting the firefighters off in a flurry of excitement.
"Sir the fire is jumping." ChiChi yelled out as she grabbed one of the hoses off the truck, rolling it out for it to be connected to they hydrant just feet away. Goku looked the whole situation over with a grimace. The probie was right; the flames were spreading and fast to other home in close proximity.
"Shit! Juunanagou and ChiChi clear out those other houses!" Goku shouted as he grabbed his mobile radio out of the truck. With quick nods they were on their way banging on doors to get people out of the path of fire that was heading their way.

"Seven eight C-3 to seven eight C-1 and 2." Goku called out to his superior officers Shin and Vegeta.
"Go ahead." Shin answered first with siren blaring in the background of his transmission.
"I need at least two more companies down here. The fire is jumping to other houses down here."
"Hold on Kakarott, I'm almost there." Vegeta gave his answer quickly before more radio traffic interfered.
"Roger, seven eight C-1 to dispatch, I require two more companies down to Liza Street immediately." Shin called out over his radio before getting to the scene. If Goku was right they would need all the help they could get to keep the fire from spreading.

Within a minute of Goku's call, the next two trucks were pulling up on the scene carrying the rest of his men and equipment. Juuhachigou grabbed the hoses off the pumper as fast as she could hooking them up for the other firefighters to use. Krillin grabbed one of the hose lines waiting for her to start flipping the switches to turn the pressure on for the water. Vegeta was first off his truck checking out the major damage quickly before barking orders to his company. Bulma was in awe as she stepped off the rig with her gloves still in her hand.

"Probie get over here and get an air tank, you're coming with me." Vegeta yelled grabbing Bulma's attention. She shook her head to clear the anxiety and excitement out before taking the air tank from Vegeta's waiting hands. She blinked a few times trying to hoist the heavy tank over the thick turn out jacket.
"Here." Vegeta growled out helping her get the tank onto her back and pulling the straps tight around her small frame.
"Stick with me. Don't go off thinking you can do what ever you want." Bulma nodded before an ax was shoved into her hands.
"Yes sir." With a yank on her arm, Bulma was pulled towards the inferno that raged out of control in front of her. This is what she was training for. She hesitated slightly, the orange glow dancing off her helmet's visor.
"Don't get scared now. Nothing will happen to you if you're with me. Now stick close." Vegeta yanked her arm again and before she knew it, she was inside the beast.



C-1 C-2 C-3 refers to the chain of command within the station. Shin being C-1, Vegeta being C-2 and Goku being C-3.