Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ That Old Feeling ❯ Target sighted...and now... we Run! ( Chapter 8 )

DISCLAIMER: (Holds up a DBZ manga in right hand) Hmm…Created by: Akira Toriyama. Well that explains that. (Holds up the movie "That Old Feeling" in left hand) Let's see…Directed by: Carl Reiner. So there you have it.

THAT OLD FEELING

In this scene we find Bra and Goten still in the van, but this time the van is parked and Goten is seen using a laptop.

"Here we go."

"What are you doing?"

"Your mom is sentimental, so I figure they've gone somewhere where they've been before, and seeing that her whole life is right here on hard drive…" Goten turns the computer so that he and Bra (and the audience) can look at it. We see a title page that has the name "BULMA" in big bold letters. Goten presses a button and the screen shows a picture of Bulma in the middle of a conference. He presses again and again showing different pictures in different places and during different times. "This is worse than the FBI." Bra remarked. After a few more random pictures there was a picture of Bulma and Vegeta on their wedding day.

"Ah Hah! This'll do well, now where is this?" Goten started looking at the info of the picture. "Alright then let's go!" Goten said as he started up the van.

"Where are we going?"

"To the Waldolf Astoria."

Next scene shows a downtown Manhattan Street just flowing with traffic. We see the blue van drive pass the camera. Scene changes so that we can now see the inside of the van.

"Just out of curiosity, how did you hook up with that Ken-guy anyway?"

"I met him at the Yale Club."

"Oh the Yale Club. Isn't that like were people go to when they realize nobody gives a shit where they went to school?"

"Well what makes you so good on relationships? Have you even had one?"

"More than I can handle." Goten chuckled.

"Oh really." Bra said half sarcastically and half amazed. "You have one now?"

"My time's tied, I work a lot."

"What you do is not work."

"Oh and how would you know? Have you ever worked Princess?"

"I'm going to graduate school."

"IE no," Goten said mocking her from their earlier encounter. "Well I work 16-18 hours a day. I'm at all the parties, all the premiers…" "Don't you mean outside them, lurking?" Bra spat. "Look I'm getting a little sick of this. You want me to help you? You treat me like a professional. I'm good at what I do, and you can either respect that or you can get Ken to help you. I'm sure that ole' Yale diploma will be a big help." Goten snapped.

"Look I'm sorry alright. Just don't run down on my boyfriend."

"Don't you mean your husband?"

Bra didn't say anything as she just gazed out upon the busy streets of the Big Apple. She puts on her pair of Rayban sunglasses and continues to stare.

This new scene shows the entranceway to the Waldolf Astoria. A taxicab drives out of a pickup space and dives out off screen. The spot is soon replaced by the blue van. Scene changes, and now we see Bra and Goten coming off a stairwell and into the lobby.

"It's like Grand Central Station in here." Bra commented. "How are we going to find them in a hotel of this size?"

"Well first of all you get a look a the register. If that doesn't work, you bride the bellman or if you can't do that…" "Ok, but first I have to call Ken." "By all means call Ken." Goten said as they both walked up to the payphones which where adjacent to the elevators. As Bra finished putting in the change, the doors to the closet elevator open…and out come Vegeta and Bulma. Vegeta is dressed in a nice, gray, Italian suit and Bulma is in a dark green tailleur (A/N: spelled right or no?) with her right arm hooked around Vegeta's left arm. They were both heading off to have dinner until Vegeta stopped in his tracks. Bulma noticed this and ask him what was wrong. She turned around to see if it was due to something behind them. She didn't even notice Bra was there once she laid eyes on Goten.

"Vermin alert." She growled. Vegeta was already heading towards him once the words escaped from her mouth.

Goten noticed Vegeta's approach and was only a few seconds away from shitting his pants just by looking at the guy. Regardless of Vegeta's 5' 8'' stature, he had a look on his face that could make both Hitler and Stalin run whimpering out of the room. Not to mention the fact that he was extremely well built.

"Uh, h-hu-hu-ho how ya doin'?" Goten stuttered.

"I'm just dandy, how `bout you you little cockroach." Vegeta said with venom in his voice as he slowly approached the now "wet" Goten.

"Well I-I uh…" he was cut when Vegeta had him cornered to a wall and grasped Goten's jugular.

"Tell me something…do you enjoy spying and tracking my Bulma like a bloodhound?"

"Look your either a cockroach or a bloodhound…you know you can't be both." The last part of Goten's sentence was higher pitched due to Vegeta putting more pressure on Goten's throat. Goten was practically a few ounces of pressure away from getting his windpipe crushed.

"DON'T even try to correct me. You forget that I hold your life in the balance here. And besides, a mixed metaphor is the least of your concerns. But do you know what would be nice? If you would leave my mate alone!" Vegeta emphasized as he slammed Goten's head against the wall.

"She your ex-mate dad and I think we need to have a talk, now put him down." Bra said as she latched her hands around Vegeta's powerful wrist.

"Oh boo, I thought we were so clever." Said Bulma as she came to Vegeta's side.

"I know this is so annoying! Can't I at least crush his hyoid?"

"No please just let him go!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize he was your date." Vegeta spat.

"Ok enough Vegeta, let's sit down and have a drink before we take things any further." And with that, Bulma re-linked her arm with Vegeta's and led him into the restaurant. Bra, meanwhile, was helping Goten get back on his feet.

"Are you all right?"

"…I've been better."

"Well let's get you a drink for that throat of yours. I'm so sorry about my father; sometimes he can be a little rash." Bra said as she led Goten into the restaurant.

`A little rash? I'm lucky enough that I can utter a single syllable. And by the way, what's a hyoid?' Goten thought as the Blue-haired beauty escorted him. Just before they entered the dinning hall, they heard Vegeta's voice. "By the way, change your pants."

A/N: How was that? Well you can tell me by reviewing. `Til next week. ~Papa Bear~