Yearning

Yearning

By: Angelwarrior1

Chapter 3: Taking A Break For Amusement


“Humph! Just a mechanic am I?! I’ll show him!” Bulma sat at her computer analyzing the first bit of DNA she received from the first rocket she launched.

Since it was sent to the nearest inhabited planet, it came back after several months. During that time Bulma had continued training and surpassed Krillin a few months back. The only problem with her rising power level was her infamous temper.

While training she realized whenever she got pissed her ki would start rising. To solve this dilemma she created a bracelet that would conceal her power level. Even though she knew how to hide it naturally, she always had trouble while angry and Vegeta certainly wasn’t stupid.

Now if it had been Goku, she might have been able to pull the wool over his eyes and that was a big maybe. Goku wasn’t as dumb as everyone believed him to be. She knew this better than anyone else since she was his best friend. She also acted as a big sister, she sure as hell wouldn’t refer to herself as his surrogate mother, who basically took care of him when he didn’t understand so much of what was going on around him.

She definitely loved Goku like family, hell she was closer to him than to her own parents. Every time she learned of him dying, again, it felt like a big knife had been plunged into her heart. She was always so relieved and happy when he was brought back. It made her wonder though when Goku’s luck would finally run out. She knew that there would come a time when one day he wouldn’t be able to be brought back from death. Apparently that did happen in another timeline. She didn’t want it to happen in this one. If her training to fight the androids that would arrive in the future helped to save Goku and everyone else from certain death, then it was just another reason she had to succeed in her plan.

Thinking of Goku, Bulma was especially glad that she had put a device to hide her ki in her secret lab as well. She definitely didn’t need Goku popping in to say hello while she was playing with DNA from other planets and the like. He would only start asking questions she wasn’t prepared to answer. A curious man Goku was. Deciding she had done all she could with the DNA until another rocket returned, Bulma left her secret lab and started toward the kitchen to get some food. She frowned when she heard yelling coming from the kitchen. It was Vegeta. Obviously, having another one of his saiyan temper tantrums. Time to go and try to appease his majesty. Such a pain in the ass!

“What are you throwing a fit about now?” She spoke calmly as she walked to the refrigerator and opened it to retrieve a bottle of water and an apple.

“Where the hell have you been woman?! The gravity machine broke down again and I haven’t been able to train all day?!” Vegeta growled at her baring his teeth.

Usually being yelled at and being referred to as, ”woman”, instead of her name would have angered her. Now however, she found herself amused at his fury. Vegeta was starting to become predictable in his actions. It was always about his precious gravity chamber. Never did the man speak of anything else. She decided it was time to have some fun.

“Is this what you’re all angry about? Are you sure you aren’t just sulking over something other than the gravity machine?” She sauntered up him slowly.

“What in the blasted blue blazes are you speaking about you silly female?!” He eyed her warily as she stood not quite next to him, but not quite in front of him either.

“I mean you always throw such large tantrums whenever the gravity chamber breaks down and I’m not around to fix it. You don’t get quite so upset when it breaks and you can’t find my father. Are you sure you don’t just miss me and want an excuse to find me?” She smiled an amused smile at him as his jaw fell open and he began to sputter angrily.

“Are you insane woman?! That’s preposterous! Why would I miss a loud mouthed female such as you?!” He nearly shouted and then crossed his arms as he sulked.

He seemed truly outraged at her inclination that he would actually miss her not being around. Bulma thought it was cute how he was pouting over such a thing.

“Awwww, I’m sorry.” She said as she laughed and pinched his cheek.

“Dammit woman, stop that!!” He yelled at her appalling action and slapped her hand away.

“Fine, fine. Have it your way. Well if you have no further use for me then I’ll be returning to my work.” She strolled away and smiled to herself.

She wondered how long it would take him to realize that she had just left without fixing his gravity chamber. It didn’t take long. A burst of wind blew behind her and then she felt her feet leave the ground. She was picked up and before she knew what was going on she saw that she was in front of the gravity chamber. Looking up she noticed Vegeta watching her.

“You know if you wanted me to fix the gravity machine all you had to say was, ’hey you forgot to fix the gravity machine.’” She smiled up in amusement at him as she propped her elbow on his shoulder and supported her head with her hand.

“Fix it.” He spoke in an annoyed tone.

“You do realize that my tools are back in my lab and that I’ll now have to walk allll the back to-” Vegeta zipped off again before she could even finish her sentence.

She blinked when she noticed that they were now in her lab.

“Okayyy. You can put me down now.” He did as she requested.

She gave him an odd look. He was acting strange. Usually he picked an argument with her over any little thing, no matter how petty. It was their own version of sparring, only it involved words and quick thinking rather than fists and quick action. She found that he was her equal in the area and she often enjoyed that about their interactions. Not many people could come up with an insult as barbed as hers, but Vegeta could. She sighed and went to retrieve her tool box. She was about to pick it up when she noticed a tiny movement out of the corner of her eye. She screamed when a little creature zipped out from its hiding space. Upon a full inspection she saw that it wasn’t an actual live creature, it was a small robot. She went to pick up her machine analyzer after realizing that it certainly wasn’t one of her models. Slipping it over her head and tapping the buttons on the right side of it, she discovered it was a spy robot from a rival company. She walked over to it cautiously and knelt down in front of it. Taking a tool out of the tool box she grabbed the little bugger before it could fly away and slammed it to the ground. She opened its front compartment and looked at the logo.
“Moron.” She muttered as she fiddled with its memory recall to bring up all the footage it contained of Capsule Corporation.

It was an enormous amount of scenes from all over Capsule Corporation and data about all sorts of projects. It must have been skulking about for days to have accumulated this much footage and data. She took out her cell phone and dialed the police.

“Hello, this is Bulma Briefs. I can assure you this is no prank. Look pal, unless you want to find yourself out of a job and the department you work for on the news because you refused to help a citizen, I suggest you take me very seriously.” She growled the last two sentences out in her display of heatedness.

“Well thank you, how kind. Now, I’d like to report not only a break in at Capsule Corporation, but also espionage. That’s right, High-Tech Corporation has sent a small robot here that has an enormous amount of footage and data from around the company. I’ll be waiting.” She slammed the cell phone shut with more force than was necessary.

She stood and looked at Vegeta, whom she was surprised to find still there just watching her. It unnerved her slightly, but she certainly wouldn’t let him see that.

“You’ll have to wait for me to fix the gravity machine until the police has arrived and I give them my statement.” She turned, picked up the robot and swiftly left the room.

Vegeta was on her tail, but she didn’t care. Her mind had come up with an idea suddenly. She ran to her lab that had all of her robots and set the small robot down on a table. Walking around her lab, she finally found what she was looking for. A small robot, around the same size as the spy. She grabbed it and set it next to the other. Opening the drawer next to her right hip, she pulled out some cables, hooked them up to a computer and then to the robots. She pulled up the footage from the spy and began to transfer them to the other one. She then transferred the data from the spy to the other as well. Once that was done she began to get rid of the data and footage on the spy. After that she took out a scanner and scanned the logo. It came up on the computer and she sent the image to their machine that stamped the logos onto their robots across the room. Taking her robot over to it, she stamped the High-Tech Corporation logo onto her robot. Once that was done she carried it back to the computer, hooked it back up and created a heavy encryption on the footage and data that no one would be about to crack. Not even her father would be able to crack this one. She made sure it was long as hell and extremely complicated. She leaned back in her seat once she completed her objective. Not a minute too soon also, since the doorbell rang right after. She rose from her seat and took the, “spy”, with her, leaving the real spy in her lab still opened. Vegeta simply followed her to the door as she opened it for the police. She showed them where she had found the little thief and handed over the robot she was holding. They assured her that it would be returned to her and that her data and footage on it was in safe hands. Bulma had to hold the snort in that would have come out at that comment. Like hell she’d put her faith in someone not wanting to make some money by selling the secrets found in the robot. She smirked at the officer’s back as she thought of the surprise they were in for when they tried to access the footage and data only to find a heavy encryption on it. It just made her day. She said good bye to the officers and turned to look at Vegeta once more.

“You’re awfully quiet today. You feeling alright?” She walked over to feel his forehead.

This seemed to snap him out of any spell he may have been under. He slapped her hand away and snarled.

“Wow! Calm down. Sheesh, I just wanted to make sure you were okay!” Bulma backed away from him and held her hands up to show she meant no harm.

“Humph! I’m fine woman, now come and fix my gravity machine.” He crossed his arms and huffed as he walked out of the room towards the gravity chamber.

“Ohhh! So it’s your gravity machine when you want to use it and it‘s working, but it’s my gravity machine when it’s broken and I have to fix it!” She huffed back and made her way to the gravity chamber to fix it with her tools.

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