Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Someone to watch over me... ❯ I thought Shithead was a male ( Chapter 39 )

Partial lyrics to 'Get this party started' are from Pink.




Someone to watch over me…

With the loud music still thumping and rattling the flat, Bulma was oblivious to Goku kicking the door in vain trying to get her to unlock the door. If anyone were out in the hall, they would have sworn they heard poor Goku whimper. The food enticing him to eat it, but he knew if he came back empty handed that Bulma would be pissed at him, so he continued to kick the door.

Bulma never heard the pounding at the door; all she was hearing was the sound of the music and her own voice belting out the lyrics to the song she intended on performing at the awards. If Yamcha was still around, he'd make her do something totally different, but she was her own manager now, so to speak and she liked it. She had the whole event planned out in her mind already, right down to the stage costumes, lighting, and the dance steps. ChiChi would blow a gasket if she saw what kind of moves that Bulma had planned out for her dancers.

"I'm coming up so you better get this party started,
I'm coming up so you better get this party started.
Get this party started on a Saturday night.
Everybody's waiting for me to arrive.
Sending out the message to all of my friends.
We'll be lookin' flashy in my Mercedes Benz.
I got lots of style check my gold diamond rings.
I can go for miles if you know what I mean"

While Bulma was getting the party started, hundred miles away in the other direction, Vegeta was in search of the stalker the female detective had said was in his cabin. Vegeta hit the ground with a soft thump of his dress shoes, whipping his head from side to side to see if he could visually find the person, because he wasn't picking up any ki signatures. He thought when he entered the cabin there was only one person, but with the scuffling and the gunshots being fired it was too much for one person to do. He came around the side of the house finding Tien in a defensive stance watching the front door, while ChiChi stood near the open limo door with her mouth hung open.

"Did he come through here?" Vegeta bellowed out at them.
"What do you mean? I haven't seen anything."
"You got three fucking eyes and you didn't see shit? Kami you're worthless." Vegeta shouted before going back around the side of the house to check the other direction.

Krillin managed to get Northly in a sitting position so he could check out the injuries she received at the hands of the supposed stalker.
"Did you get a good look at the guy?"
"Almost impossible. He moved so damn fast, if you blinked you'd miss it. But I got a few shots in before he decided to throw me into this wall and shoot at me with my own damn gun." She hissed out in pain as she tried to pick herself up off of the floor.
"Stay down, you could cause more damage to yourself."
"Doubt it. Damage been done and it's my busted damn pride." Krillin looked at her confused as to why she had say what she did.
"Stop staring at me and help me take this stupid flak vest off. Glad I didn't take it off." Northly spat out as she shrugged off her dress jacket, tossing it to the side so she could take off her white blouse. The bullets were right on; if she wasn't wearing the vest it would of pierced her heart for certain.

"Eyes green I believe, hair light in color, but couldn't see it well under the hat he was wearing. Medium build, a little taller then me."
"What?"
"You wanted a description of the guy, I just gave it to you. Shit I'm already bruising." She whined looking down the front of her tank top she wore under the vest. Krillin adverted his eyes trying to keep the small blush from creeping across his face.
"Your partner here?"
"No, I came up here by myself on a hunch. I was just looking for a way to clear your friend for the murders at his house. Now I know it wasn't him." She sighed heavily before she spoke again.
"But the problem is this, I was up here with out a search warrant, with out back up, and I have no proof of this guy exists."
"Proof? Just look at the holes in your jacket and blouse. What more proof do they want?"
"If anyone on the force especially Mackay found out some rookie that thought she could solve this case on her own found out what happened up here, I'd lose my job, I'd won't be able to get another detective job in this country, and I'd be stuck behind the counter at some fast food joint asking people if they want fries with that."

"Pumping up the volume breaking down to the beat.
Cruising through the Westside we'll be checking the scene.
Boulevard is freaking as I'm coming up fast.
I'll be burning rubber you'll be kissing my ass.
Pull up to the bumper get out of the car.
License plate says Stunner number one superstar.
I'm coming up so you better get this party started…"

Bulma stopped singing when she finally heard the faint banging on the door that blended so well with the beat of the music. She grinned knowing Goku was probably famished while he was waiting for her to answer the door and let him in. She grabbed her towel and wiped the sweat away from her brow as she made her way to the door, undoing the three chains and three deadbolts. Goku smiled at her, his body leaning up against the doorframe.

"Took you long enough to answer. I've only been out there five minutes banging on the door."
"Sorry I couldn't hear you over the music thought I could practice while you were away."
"I'm surprised the cops aren't here yet because the music was so loud. Here take this." Goku thrusted the three bags at her so he could enter the flat without dropping the twelve precariously balanced boxes of pizza without dropping them.
"I hope you didn't forget my salad." Bulma laughed out as she dug through the bags finding a lot of food that would keep her fed for at least three weeks, which Goku could consume in one sitting.

"It's in there some place." Goku replied as he sat the boxes down on the counter and grabbed the top pizza, opening the box and inhaling deeply.
"Sometimes Goku, I swear you're a fry short of a happy meal." Goku looked at her plainly confused at what she just said but shrugged it off as something funny before returning his attention back to the lonely pizza in front of him.
"Wow that smells good." Bulma smirked before reaching over and snagging a piece of pepperoni off the top, careful as to not get her fingers taking off with the fury Goku was shoveling the pizza in.
"Haf ome." He mumbled out with his mouth full of the extra cheesy concoction.
"Ahh, no thanks. I'll just stick with the healthy not taste crap. Can't have me not fitting into that dress I'm going to get now can we?"
"What ever you say Bulma." Goku responded in between slices of pizza.

Vegeta found himself back on the small trail that a few nights before he had taken following the same suspect. His patients were tested that night, but even more so since the stalker showed up at his cabin and tried blowing away the detective. Who ever it was that Yamcha had hired with Bulma's money to get rid of her was trying his hardest to get it done. He silently cursed at himself for not finding out whom exactly Yamcha had talked with to get this hit set up. So many pieces of the puzzle were missing and it would be awhile to figure out the big picture with out them.
"Fuck it, I'm not going to find him since I can't detect his ki!" He shouted out into the wilderness, the sound reverberating through the trees along with the beating of many wings of big birds that took to the sky in fright.

Northly collected her belongings, taking several minutes to find her service revolver that was carelessly tossed under some shelving, before leaving the cabin. Krillin found the box in which Shithead and the three kittens had hidden out during the shuffle and brought them along. ChiChi glared at Northly as she approached her car, throwing her jacket and gun inside before slamming the car door and kicking the side of it leaving a nice size dent.

"Who is she?" Tien looked at her for a moment before shrugging his answer to ChiChi. Krillin watched Northly for a moment before placing the box with precious cargo on the hood of the limo.
"Vegeta should love this, what you think?" Krillin lifted the flaps on the box showing ChiChi and Tien the cat and the kittens.
"I thought Shithead was a male?"
"Same here, but guess what? He's a she and a mommy to boot. Like I said Vegeta should love this." Krillin snickered before being cut off from Vegeta shouting off in the woods.
"On second thought, probably not."
"So who is the woman already?"
"Oh, that's a detective we met the other night when we were asked down to the police station. Seems she's on Vegeta's side while the rest of the department has him pinned as the murderer. She came up here looking for anything to clear him I guess when she ran into the stalker."
"The stalker was here Krillin?" ChiChi asked, her eyes widening.
"Yeah, guess Northly was looking through some stuff when he caught her from behind. That's where Vegeta is now, off hunting down that lunatic."

Goku had finished up his twelfth box of pizza in record time, a happy smile gracing his lips. Bulma had found herself on the couch, legs stretched over the back with her head hanging off the cushion, long blue locks of hair sweeping the floor.
"What are you doing Bulma?"
"I'm bored, figured letting the blood rush to my head would be some sort of entertainment." She sighed out focusing her eyes on the stark white ceiling. Goku came over to the couch and mimicked Bulma's position
"You know, this is pretty fun." Bulma cocked her head to see a mass of black spikes to her left, she giggled and rolled her eyes.
"Everything is fun to you Goku. I'm surprised you don't find going to the doctors fun."

Northly leaned against her car, her thumb and index finger pinching the bridge of her nose as she tried to collect her thoughts. She had just made one of the biggest mistakes of her life waltzing into that cabin by herself. She should be thanking her lucky stars that Vegeta had impeccable timing to show up before the stalker went to far and actually killed her like he said he'd do. She told Vegeta and Krillin that he was there, so either way she'd have to watch her back closely from now until he was caught.
"Guess it won't hurt to sleep in my bullet proof vest." She mumbled to herself.

Before Vegeta realized it, he had made his way pretty deep into the woods, frustrated to no end because the stalker had eluded him once again. He grumbled to himself before saying a few choice words in his native tongue as he turned around to head back towards the cabin and find out why there was a detective snooping around his personal belongings. The sound of a twig snapping made him whip his head to the right, his eyes searching the dense underbrush for the cause. While his eyes were adverted, the stalker with a smirk on his face came from the other side, bringing his laced arms down across Vegeta's neck, snapping it forwards with a sickening crunch.
"Bulma…" his world went dark…